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Showing posts with label michigan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label michigan. Show all posts

Snippets 03.

| On
June 26, 2014



1 // The weather here in southwest Michigan has been so spooky this last week. Normally around this time of year, it's sunny and perfect beach weather with the high in low 80s. I was sitting in the Tabernacle for service on Sunday morning and I looked out the windows to see this crazy thick fog that you could see rolling in. If it had been moving up, instead of towards the ground, I would have thought the church was on fire! 

From what I've heard, the middle of the lake (my town is on Lake Michigan) is still super cold, like almost with ice on it, and it keeps blowing off towards the warmer coasts and creating that weird fog. Way weird. But I'm still enjoying the cool and the mist before everything gets hot!

2 // I've been taking advantage of this cool weather to get some yard weather done before it becomes completely sweltering out. My backyard is two levels (because my house is on a dune) with terraced gardens in between. Even in the month it's been since we were here and did yard work, the gardens are filled with those little weeds. But as far as yard work goes, I don't mind weeding. I actually enjoy the cathartic experience of pulling out all the things that stifle our plants so that they can grow and thrive. I don't really enjoy accidentally picking up worms though. #ew.

3 // I'm still reeling from all the gorgeous views that I got to witness on my CA trip earlier this month. Honestly, it just blows my mind how such high mountains such as these cliffs in Yosemite could be formed by rivers and glaciers over thousands of years. 

What's going on in your life lately, friends?

A Song for Sunday.

| On
June 09, 2013
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Hey all! I'm back from Durham! Hope you all have been having a splendid weekend so far. Now that I'm home and just unpacked from the weekend, it's time for me to start packing for Michigan on Friday! My family and I are driving up, which is pretty much the most painful two days of the summer, but once we get there it'll be just great. Anyways, as I'm packing, I'm listening to lots of new music! Watch for a new playlist in the next few days.

Have a good one!

Love, A.

moving out.

| On
May 27, 2013
Moving out of our old cottage and into our new house was difficult. I never expected to be the kind of person to harbor sentimentality towards a building, but we do tend to surprise ourselves. Something about the smell in the cottage makes me sad, tired. I felt faint distaste for the new house and the cable television and working AC and the dishwasher and the luxuries that really are unnecessary. I felt torn between an urgency to get out of the cottage and a need to curl up on the yellow canvas futon like a child in her mothers lap, drinking in the smell for the last time. It was in the cottage that I was the naked child, giggling in the outdoor shower, squirming and stomping my little girl feet as my mother tried to scoop me up in a towel. It was in the cottage where I learned to play backgammon and Chinese checkers with precocious intensity on nights when the ice cream shop was closed. It was in the cottage where I laid night after summer night in my bedroom loft watching the lightning bugs flicker in their midnight dance, or the occasional summer lightning storm, rumbling across the lake. And in that little yellow cottage with the blue door and green roof and garden all around and a single bathroom, I grew up.

On bended knee is no way to be free
Lifting up an empty cup, I ask silently
All my destinations will accept the one that's me
So I can breathe...

Circles they grow and they swallow people whole
Half their lives they say goodnight to wives they'll never know
A mind full of questions, and a teacher in my soul
And so it goes...

Don't come closer or I'll have to go
Holding me like gravity are places that pull
If ever there was someone to keep me at home
It would be you...

Everyone I come across, in cages they bought
They think of me and my wandering, but I'm never what they thought
I've got my indignation, but I'm pure in all my thoughts
I'm alive...

Wind in my hair, I feel part of everywhere
Underneath my being is a road that disappeared
Late at night I hear the trees, they're singing with the dead
Overhead...

Leave it to me as I find a way to be
Consider me a satellite, forever orbiting
I knew all the rules, but the rules did not know me
Guaranteed

[Guaranteed//Eddie Vedder]

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