Stare the sun down {a day in San Francisco:: part 3}

And you're the key {a day in San Francisco:: part 2}

She dreams in color {A day in San Francisco:: part 1}

A walk through Chinatown 

11 years and counting

I had a lovely weekend spent exploring new areas of California for my 11th wedding anniversary, Moon and Bug in tow. ;)

 

The days involved loads of nature, a little bit of shopping, some live music, lots of pie a la mode...and many precious memories. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I hope your weekend as filled with just as much love and blessings (and pie) as mine was. xo

 

 



Wounds in the mirror waved

Saying goodbye to the desert is usually bittersweet. I don't get there as often as I would like, and in the past six years, it's been my place of refuge. 

This time, not so much. For once, I was ready to leave the desert, as well as leave the memory of the internal wounds that unexpectedly re-opened far, far behind. 

I kept my phone out to document the drive home. I wasn't sure as to why at the time. But now I know. I found a muse. A sea of arms upraised an open toward the sky. I shot the windmills from the speeding car, awed by the storm clouds hovering off in the distance, the sun setting the sky ablaze and the vast nothingness between both mountain ranges. All the while, silently vowing to return in the near future to spend quality time with a quality camera. Maybe even that Polaroid that is en route to my house...

And then my used Polaroid camera bought on eBay arrived the following day, and I shot my very first test photo on expired film (also bought on eBay)...

I have a feeling this quest is going to be a long one. Quite possibly an expensive one as well. And I am going to relish every minute of it! 

Mistakes and all.

I wake up and wait up

Somehow waking at 6:30 on a Saturday isn't so bad when you have this as your view over morning coffee.

La Quinta, California

Sidewalks, cigarettes and scenes

I'm currently in Kansas City. Well, a suburb of KC. Long travel days, long meetings, long dinners and a few drinks. But at least I took an hour or so to myself to walk a few miles before the daylight faded and the sun set. 

For the lights of this city

Less than twenty-four hours, a marathon meeting and a client dinner in Seattle, but I still managed to take a few snaps of my hometown.

Until next time, my home sweet home. x

Trading stories with the leaves

I finally got my fall fix this past weekend. Granted, I had to travel 1,000 miles to get it. But I still got the chill in the air, brilliant colored leaves and morning coffee on the balcony (hoodie required). 

Now, back to 90 and sunny...