Friday, November 30, 2012

yesterday I soaked myself in a perfect cup of steaming french vanilla coffee and ate my favorite meal of the day, breakfy! Which included: scrambled eggs, fluffy whole-grain pancakes with strawberries and banana's loaded on top with organic maple syrup and two strips of crispy bacon! It was absolutely the greatest moment of my day! eating my favorite meal and drinking my favorite beverage and looking through this past summers/and old photographs of my many trips out west. I sat there at my kitchen table with my coffee in hand going back in my memories of every photograph i looked at. It was nice seeing the places I've been and the people I've met along the way on these journeys. I'm glad I took the time through these trips to take pictures of everything and everyone. I've always been the type to document everything. through random movie tickets i save from a night out with friends or a certain date with a special someone. I like to save things from old letters and bracelets given to me and even random event pamphlets from music festivals. so what i find is the best way to capture these special moments then saving an old ticket or pamphlet is photographs! for I take pictures of everything and everyone! I'm always shoving my camera in my friends faces and running to dangerous lengths at times to capture that perfect mountain peak view! I can't help it, i love capturing life, i love freezing moments i find beautiful, i just love having the ability to take a picture of something and keeping it forever. just a random post really.

Thursday, November 29, 2012

in the summer sun we'll melt away and you'll kiss my hand
you make the simple things though so difficult, and i'll never understand
i get tongue tied, so twisted up, and you get so mad
and i would unwind with a flood of words I didn't know i had

oh to be so easily in love

Monday, November 26, 2012

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r7LfVuqJSDI


Del Barber. ^^ take a listen. he'll melt your heart with his twangy tunes 

Monday, November 19, 2012

in a single voice in an ocean with constant noise, somehow I recognized you're voice calling me out. side by side, every movement was memorized. choreographed before. the patterns and plants that climb these trees. there's no language for what I've seen. only the sweetness that brought me to my knees. and all these humbling words to know what it means. but our hearts are filled with its peace.
All I need to survive:

1. my camera
2. my favorite wool sweater 
3. my moleskin journal to write my thoughts 

Coffee + camping on a mountain. What could be more beautiful or perfect?


Lonnie Webb photo credit.
the door broke when you slammed it shut
the cracks kept reaching long after you left
through the floorboards, branching towards the hall
Like vines that never rest...
Climbing like fire through the walls.
a single spark that claims a whole forest
i know, i know.. its all for the best
but honestly, i would rather be
safe from a distance than here

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

A friend asked me yesterday, where I see myself five years from now. I sat there feeling clueless for a moment. For I like to say, that I be married to the man of my dreams, that I be living happily in the west coast, breathing in salt water waves and drinking coffee on Grandville Island, while eating crepes stuffed with fruit. Or I be somewhere venturous! Traveling the boarders of Europe and taking photos for National Geographic. Or I just be living here. Doing the same old same old that I've been doing forever now, living in the same little old town that doesn't have that much going for it. But one day I like to think that things will be different. Or maybe I'll be living here in this little town forever. And if that's the case, then I guess I'll be fine with that. For the people here are truly the only reason I stay.

Monday, November 5, 2012

Lanterns

there's something about tonight that just doesn't feel right. I can't shake it off, oh and trust me I've tried. all I can think about is that silly old leather string that was tied to his wrist. my mother tells me "Don't worry, everything will become light."
How long must i stare through this window, and see the things i need. cause I've been looking down for days, hoping to open that stare across your gaze, and i see myself inside your weary eyes. And how long must i sing these sorrowful solos? teach me all the things i need to learn, all that i need to know, to bring you back. I sing these hymns to call you in, i shout these songs to let you know. I use my voice to fill the space that I'm in. You were drifting, now you're gone, you were weak but now you're strong. now show me signs to let me know that I'll be okay. On the forest floor is where I'll lay, cause I'll keep singing these hymns to call you in, and I'll keep singing these songs to let you know.
My mind (heart) wont stop thinking of that night and those northern lights.
We ran those fields of gold and i watched you hold my hand through it all. Its august 21st, and i remember you stood there in front of me. i untied that silly old leather green string from my wrist to yours. "my love for you is cavernous" you said. If so, then why am I here singing our song solo?

Thursday, November 1, 2012

You said it in a simple way. 4am the second day. How strange that I don't know you at all. But I feel as though I've known you for so long. We stumbled through the long goodbye, one last kiss and catch my flight. (Right when I was about to fall.)

I told myself not to get attached, but in my mind I keep playing it back, faster then the plane that took me. Now the feelings are sinking in, and I don't want to miss you like this. I guess now you're in those country roads today, I wish I could be there. I don't want to need you  this way, this feeling of lonesome weekends without you here. Come back, be here.

The delicate beginning rush, the feelings that you can know so much without knowing anything at all. The way he makes you're heart dance when hes in the room. And now that I can't put this down, and if I've known what I've know I wouldn't have played so nonchalant.

Sky trains cabs and busy streets, they never bring you back to me. I can't help but wish you took me with you. This is falling in love in the cruelest way, and this falling for you when you are worlds away. This is not fair that you're not around.