Mornings that smell like hay and feel like home.

It's hard to explain how a series of chores could feel like home. For the first time, this thing I love is finally separate from something that was emotionally trying and laced with hostility. And now it just gets to be about the peace that comes from steady crunching of hay and soft nickers that make you smile for reasons you can't really say.

The rhythm of my days.

Last week was really nice. A balance of designing almost every day with a midweek camping trip thrown in. Standing in a field, a fire nearby, the stars out. It's where I'd choose to be at any given moment lately.

Cue soundtrack. It's been in my head for days.

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Home sweet home away from home.

I realized today that I've been coming to Park City and Deer Valley for nine years now. It completely blew my mind. I'm not sure why. I guess because we joined in on the group we go with a little late, they had been coming up here for years before, and so it just doesn't seem like we've all been coming together that long. Almost ten years! I mean that's just crazy. Growing up happens so fast. And no wonder everything here is so familiar. I probably know this place second best to home.

Nashville was rainy and gross when we left early morning yesterday.

Flying in to this was quite the change. A wonderful change.

This trip always refreshes me. I'm so excited to be here and soak in the beautiful mountains. And the snow! Oh, the snow. I just love being out in it and then at the end of the night cozying up and enjoying the company of some wonderful people that I only get to see this once a year. It's going to be a good weekend. I'm all smiles over here. I hope you are too, wherever you may be!

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Wishful Thinking.

I have a to-do list miles long. But I feel so unmotivated because it seems like I just keep working to cross things off and nothing has fallen off the list so far. In fact, more just gets added! Can you picture with me for a moment a to-do list totally blacked out? Every. Single. Thing. DONE. Ahhh it just makes me feel wonderful. But then I snap back to reality and want to violently scribble all over mine with a sharpie.

Breathe.

If I didn't have a thing in the world to do... this is how the rest of my day would go.

I would take off my chipped polish and paint my nails OPI's No Room For the Blues because, A. I've been wanting to for some time now, and B. It's an appropriate thing to remind myself at the moment. Then I would go to Starbucks where a new cute barista boy would make me a dirty chai or a triple grande caramel macchiato, I can't quite decide, but either would include a smiley face lovingly sketched on the side. I think that may take me to meander through Borders where I'd pull out all the fashion and music magazines and camp out in a cushy chair because that suits my mood today and feels like it might be fulfilling. By the time I'd get ready to leave, the cold rain would have changed to snow, and walking into the parking lot would be magical and calming and serve as any further therapy I needed to put me back into a good mind set. I'd sing at the top of my lungs all the way home and implement my perfected art of car dancing while dreaming up plans to occupy the rest of the night. Music making? Snuggles? Snow angels? Oh, the possibilities.

But instead I'll be running errands and at the school printing and working on projects. I can feel my brain hurting already as I try to dig creativity out of its crevices. I'm pretty sure it packed up and went on some kind of vacation it forgot it was supposed to take me on. That or snuck out during the night while I slept in ignorance. Come back! I'll appreciate you this time. Things will be different, I swear!

Okay. But really. I have to get myself in a better place mentally. I need productivity. Motivation. I need to be so full of optimism, its spilling out my pores. (That sounds gross. Maybe not that full. But you know what I mean.) Let's get excited about design! Fake it 'til you make it. Cue montage of things to make me feel inspired.

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Let's wander.

Yesterday evening I saw a hot air balloon. So beautiful. Just floating through blue skies, green grass below. I snapped this picture with my phone and added some. My wanderlust is so bad right now. I just want to pick up and move some place full of strangers. Unexplored shops and alleys, secret thinking spots waiting to be found. Search out good coffee and people watch. I feel like it would be a breath of fresh air to be somewhere and have no strings attached to anything or anyone. Just free to be myself. Find myself a little more.

If you could get lost for awhile, where would you wander to?

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Grecian Ruins and Turkish Delight.

For ten days I was on a boat, starting in Athens, heading over to Istanbul, and then making my way through the Greek Islands with a Turkish one thrown in too. It was such an amazing experience and I had so much fun with some of my very favorite people. The food was fantastic, the places were so drenched in history, and I could barely be pried away to leave.

For now I can't share anymore photos... I was doing an independent photography course while on the trip and so I have lots of editing and figuring out to do in terms of what I'm turning in and what my projects consist of. Hopefully soon I'll share some really amazing ones with you all! Also, know that I'm back in the blogging world! I promise I'll be around more. Thanks for staying with me.

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Feelin' turquoise.

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"She would be half a planet away, floating in a turquoise sea, dancing by moonlight..."

-Janet Finch

I apologize for my lack of writing. I'm still unfortunately under the weather. Better soon hopefully! I leave Wednesday for Park City, Utah!

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Watch the storm roll in.

I would love this. To sit at the writing table and spin stories or tell truths while staring at the ocean. Leave the doors open, let the breeze in, taste the salt. Sit outside and smell the rain coming. Watch the storm roll in over the ocean. Pick small indigo flowers for the kitchen and make dinner, singing songs, watching the lightning in the distance. A summer escape to a peaceful stormy shore. Listen to the thunder rumble across the water, right to my doorstep. Feel the release of the weight of the world. Watch it all let go.

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And you never know, when it starts.

Until there's fog inside the glass around your summer heart.

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Been thinking bout the moon.

"The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand."

-Frederic Lawrence Knowles

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For your extended date with Jack Frost.

I know everyone is so ready for spring. Well. Besides me. And I've heard a lot of people yearning to wear spring clothing, which is understandable, but I'm still just too in love with layering. Thought I'd give some winter weather wardrobe inspiration to try to last you!

from the sartorialist

Love this hood.

She just looks so dang cozy.

I'm not big on orange or southwest motifs,

but for some reason I love this.

I want this scarf.

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