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feeling nostalgic. remembering our home in the country.

little bits of autumn

 

autumn in my cookie jar – spicy and sweet homemade ginger snaps

 

autumn on my windowsill – sweet, tiny pumpkins

 

autumn on my walk – fall foliage boutonniere modeled by handsome husband

 

Expecting

 

Two dear, in-love friends of ours are expecting their first child soon. Here are a couple shots I took of them a few weeks ago to celebrate their pregnancy. More to come soon!

Shenandoah

 

Listening to Fleet Foxes “Blue Ridge Mountains” and remembering:

seventh anniversary diptychs

 

getting ready

 

getting there

 

getting roses

a little haiku of sorts :)

sunshine-dappled naps.

yellowchirp greenrustle sounds.

moment just to be.

Click to view larger. Chris is that small object on the ground under the trees.

Olivia – my sister’s youngest

Olivia

proper noun

exceptionally delightful and dramatic miniature person; comprised of equal parts spun sugar lace, down feathers from empty bird nests and musical notes that have fallen off the pages of antique sheet music; known for her distinctive scent of snuggles and rainbow sprinkles; prone to outbursts of simultaneous giggles/tears

synonyms – Snug-a-bug, Angel Fluff

dining out

 

dinner on the porch. just us . . .

. . . and a rather discontented, one-eyed, black cat

sunset.drops

 

“Rain, rain stay a little longer. I haven’t finished with you yet.” -Isaac Gill (http://virb.com/isaacgill)

Like Waking Up From a Dream

 

After one of the snowier winters in recent memory, spring has finally arrived.  I know we’ll soon have lots of green everywhere, punctuated by pops of primary-colored flowers.  But for now, I’m enjoying the first moments of her appearance – soft, warm and hazy – like waking up from a dream.  Here are some images of our first-day-of-spring outing this past weekend.  Happy spring to you.

(click to view larger)