courtesy of the tony hillerman library…
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i just love my kitty…
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i had never seen her do this, up until about 3 months ago…
people-watchin’ with plants…
…this random hash with onion, garlic, potatoes, bacon, tomatoes, and kale.
…this. *giggle*
…subtle reminders.
…these $5 birks i scored at a thrift store in moab – never been worn!
…fresh halibut – worth the splurge!
…fishin’ somewhere near paonia.
…creating farm-to-table meals with elk meatballs, wild boletus mushrooms, sauteed swiss chard, fresh salad.
…my new job.
…a perfect tomato from a friend’s garden.
…making wishes at the wishing tree.
…a beehive, right by my house!

…the fact that peach season is officially over… i enjoyed one final one for desert after the bronco game.
…my tomatoes are finally taking off.
…tomato bounty!
…glowing sopris… {and the fact that it’s still been nice enough to even wear sandals!}
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enjoy your weekend!
thinkin’ about my mama today… can’t believe it’s been 21 years! ❤
something about a rainbow gives me so much comfort… maybe they make me think of my mom, or maybe they remind me of that bible verse i liked when i was a kid, or maybe the scientist in me finds them truly fascinating… and maybe, they just provide a sense of peace somehow – a beautiful reminder that everything is going to be okay… a reminder that after the storm and after the rain, there’s always a
rainbow…
so – pretty much everyone knows that i used to live in new york city for about 3 years… part of me is {no doubt} still there, and always was and will be. i miss it every day, but i have to trust my heart that i left when i was supposed to leave. the memories i made there were so special, so irreplaceable, and so life-changing that i reflect on my experiences often. in fact, i know that i need to start writing more about them.
aside from being an old soul, i’ve always enjoyed the company of older people… even when i was young, most of my friends were older than me. when i was in manhattan, i lived with a spry, lively, hilarious sagittarius who was more than twice my age, and we were the best of friends. don’t misunderstand – she could keep up with any 30-something i knew! i often don’t speak of her directly, nor do i of many of my friends, out of respect for their privacy. however, this week i just had to post something in honour of the news i received from my former roommate in NYC.
this foto was taken in 2010 at our favourite spot, quigley’s, which is now closed. we frequented “quig’s” at least once a week, sometimes more – depending on fun events like mardis gras. it was like our own personal “cheers” – everyone knew our name. the lady across from me in the foto is my lovely former roommate and still very close friend… we’ll call her “JG”. the gentleman next to her is the quintessential new-yorker with the best sense of humour. the gentleman behind me just lost his battle with cancer this week. his wife, behind him, recently had the same fate last year. i like to refer to them as the “IRISH” – because they are.
these people had a HOUSE in my heart. not just a room, a house. the couple that lost their lives to cancer were like family to me. quite literally – they invited JG and i over for every holiday dinner. most of JG’s family didn’t live in NYC, and obviously none of mine did either. after a while, it became a running joke to call us “the stray cats” because we would just wander over for dinners, as they always invited us and made us feel like family. the IRISH had a home business and they even hired me to take some fotos for their marketing. these people were just so special to me. when i found out about MISTER IRISH’s death, a part of my heart died, too. that may sound morbid, but that’s how special these people were to me. i never got sick of hearing stories about how they fell in love, or how much they remembered about the city changing, or how they knew about the “best little bakery in town” — or just their warm, kind, open, and loving spirits. it chokes me up to think about how special the IRISH’s are/were and just how blessed i am to have met them and been so immersed in their lives {and vice versa}.
things i miss most : morning paddle tennis games with a cup of coffee from the bodega downstairs, long chats in the living room with evening light drenching all the furniture, my endlessly-full wine glass, their amazing taste in art – particularly that italian painting above the kitchen table – i was obsessed with it!!!… what i’ll miss most is the way i felt whenever i left their presence… just so enriched!
so, in honour of the IRISH family, and my lovely former roommate JG – i bought these simple and gorgeous magenta carnations… they are JG’s favourite flowers. i’d often buy them for her, since there are flower shops on every corner in new york. yesterday i bought them in honour of her, as well. she stayed by IRISH’s side in his last days, and told him “the stray cats love you” — that meant a lot to me, since i couldn’t be there to say goodbye. i also love carnations because they may be the ‘bottom of the totem pole” when it comes to flowers, but they last so long and they smell incredible and they will remind me of all the amazing memories i had in NYC with IRISH and JG.
heaven has another angel… and i know he’s being greeted with endless amounts of love.
thank you for reading. have a beautiful sunday – and just please go out and share a little love… with the ones you love, and even with the ones you don’t. the world just needs more of it.
xxoo
nothing makes me happier than when i’m taking pictures. nothing makes my soul shine brighter and vibrate higher than when i have a camera in my hand. i am at my absolute best when i am capturing the world around me, through these eyes, through fotography. creating memorable images is what i do best. i am in love with fotography, and it is in love with me.
fotography is my absolute passion in life.
snow, however – is not. but we are working on establishing a healthy symbiotic relationship…
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nom nom… i just love this time of year. the holidays are also all about eating, right?! and sharing… 🙂
like this homemade peanut brittle from a friend’s mama in michigan and homemade caramels from my wonderful neighbours -50 yards away.
my goodness they are both SO AMAZING! i completely savoured each one, and still am. it’s that kind of treat – when someone takes time to make something so incredibly delicious like this and then shares it… THAT is the true meaning of the holidays… or, the nom-nom-idays. i think we should start making it more about food than “gifts”. afterall, i believe food is one of THE BEST gifts you can give… and receive 😉 Continue reading