I never appreciated the mountains in my backyard growing up. I considered them the undesirable geographical feature, a pile of inconvenient rocks filled with snakes, and very much wished a large body of water would replace them. With many unnecessary hours sitting behind the wheel, driving 3 mph, I am seeking for forgiveness from the monstrous landforms and hope to be their friends.
Now, I often crave their rickety terrain in the early hours of the AM. I look forward to exhausting myself to their tops and back while even appreciating the scratches they award me. It’s not just them though. I find myself in awe by many other wonders that exist outside my computer screen and (physical) window. The trees, the mountains, the hills, the oceans, the lakes, the rivers, the valleys, it turns out they’re not too shabby after all.
It feels good to connect with you, Mother Nature. It is what I have needed when I feel as though the universe is against me or my brain for that matter. Let us make more memories, yeah?
Here’s to the few photographic memories we had in the last couple months:
I’m pretty envious of Insta-famous/Tumblr famous/Lookbook.nu Leaders/fashion bloggers because they have someone willing to take a photo (let’s be real, multiple photos) of their outfit every day or so. I’ve noticed that a lot of these ladies say their boyfriends, family members, or friends take the photos for them.
From my experience, people who could give a hoot about the new loafers I refuse to take off, aka, majority of people in my life (with good reason) take as terrible of photos as I do. I don’t want to be that pest continually asking someone(s) to take and retake photos because their skills are outright sucky and mine are far worse.
Now, I don’t dress exceptional or anything, but the creation of my first blog, years ago, began with the hope to record my own outfits in posts. Three blogs later, that still hasn’t happened. I still kind of like the idea though. What I’m getting at, someone should volunteer to help a sista’ out. I suppose buying a camera and teaching myself how to take photos is still an option… meh.
Some day I’ll use #OOD on a photo of my outfit in some rough part of the city as I look away from the camera. Ooolala! #teehee. But for now, all I have are headless outfit photos of myself in bad lighting in a disheveled room (with carpet, yuck!) because faces look too silly in mirror pictures.
Same song, different artists. Each evokes such different emotions but tonight, I’ll listen to Jeff Buckley on replay.