all over.

these girls make me sing my heart out.

home.

feels good.

dry the river. there may be another.

i've been in love with this band.

love. love. love.

singin' in the snow

boulder's first blizzard this year.

before class

red, red, red

frosted marigolds

birds on a wire

evening before snow

a bee before the frost.

leaves in puddles

reviving lilies

out the window.

feeling dangerous

went for breakfast in the early morning.

laughter in the dark.

the mornings officially feel like fall.

wet leaves.

giving

i have kept an on-going photographic journal of the shrine down the street

 for the little boy who drowned. 

the sun at our shoulders

birthdays

reds and wines.

lost and found.

sprouting.

squash and sunflowers have taken over the garbage bin.

one morning.

i have started cataloging my dreams. by color.

there is a lot of green. a lot of blue. a splattering of purple.

these flower petals had fallen into a spiderweb. 

clover, water, feet.

wandered through the birch groves. 

pausing 

to take photographs of

clover, water, feet. 

the shape of the sun's shadows. 

how i end up back on a bus too fast, always.

shrine

shrine

dans la vitre

went for quiche and chicory coffee this morning in Gold Hill. 

it feels so good to be up there. 

the mountain air kisses your cheeks. 

the sun, your forehead. 

caught stealing flowers.

the past few days have been simple.

a lot of naps. a lot of rain.

it's about time to make more bread, drink more wine, and grin in the sun with sarah.

rain collecting in cups

cafe work on a rainy day.

strange rain. october rain.

brings the people in.

 

mornings

it rained all night & i left all the windows open.

the wood floors were noticeably cool. 

it felt like a perfect morning.

so i slipped on a dress, shawled my shoulders and took my morning outside. 

i am currently reading The Sweet Life in Paris, right now. It seems to fit. and helps make sense my love for elaborate, high-quality cook books. 

once, first.

the bus stop told me so

pre-rain light in the early morn.

the hunter

bathroom graffiti

hiking

picnic.

i made a loaf of walnut & lemon bread and sarah and i had a picnic. with wine.

vehicular explorations