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i love the PNW…i really do. sometimes the gloom can get me down, but then the sun comes out and it feels like a gift. i have contemplated moving up here several times, and it is still in the running, though, i am no closer to really figuring it all out. i find so much inspiration and charm whenever i visit i want to bottle it all up.

i love the port towns, olympia being one of them, and i have had the chance to visit several of them. the vibe here is like out of a movie that takes place in a fishing town…except it is real. plaid shirts, rain boots, rustic work jackets, with a little bit of a hippy twist. the markets are insane here not to mention just popping into the local seafood market for some fresh fish. everywhere you go the landscape is lush and a dampness is always present. my hair has been so soft, i barely have to brush the knots out.

most of my time has been spent taking care of my niece and nephew and helping out my sister in law…since, my brother broke his leg 5 days into my visit. for their sake, i came at the perfect time to help, until i caught the illness the kids were carrying around. every once in a while i have escaped to the farmers market, or for a hike, or a walk around the cute downtown shops. even this small town has coffee shops comparable to the big cities. they are serious about their coffee here, and frankly, i appreciate that.

i ate some of the best tomatoes from the farmers market that i have had all summer. the market is my favorite here and is open everyday in season. i love finding treasures like the moss collection my bro has been keeping for his work in the garage. i even found some dram’s bitters at a local boutique. they are a small adorable company from colorado and was hoping to make it there before i left and didn’t. i bought the sampler and have been obsessed dropping it in everything the past two days: tea, smoothies, soups. it aids in digestion and they add such a depth of flavor. it has been a few weeks of rainbows, rain, naps, and muddy hikes. fall is in full affect here and it inspires me to take a little picnic on a hike in this cute outfit and adorable accessories! fallPNW

1. TOPSHOP toggle coat – i have been daydreaming of toggles lately

2. TOPSHOP pork pie hat

3. MADEWELL plaid flannel

4. NO. 6 clog boots

5. DRAM APOTHECARY bitters- currently, obsessed 100%

6. STANLEY thermos from WEST ELM – perfect for a picnic with soup or hot chocolate. add some of your dram bitters to the mix.

7. FILSON field tote

8. EDIBLE AND MEDICINAL PLANTS OF THE WEST

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this post is a little behind, but none the less, worth sharing.  my sadness has subsided about the cabin in colorado, though- out of sight out of mind. i have been busy hanging with my brother and his family, playing nanny, and playing more nanny. kids will get your mind off anything.  rain is a common denominator in my life these days, since i left colorado, and now being in washington. it is incredibly cozy here right now, i will share more on that later.

first, let’s talk about my trip through yellowstone. it was a very gloomy and rainy day. i arrived at shoshone lodge and resort in the evening in time to enjoy the brisk evening and have a glass of wine in front of the cabin. it was so quiet and peaceful, it was strange to not hear a river running. i choose this lodging because we stayed here as a family when i was a kid.  my parents always talk about it and i thought it would be fun to check it out. it was me and all the old folks, but that is to be expected this time of year.  the place was clean and cozy. though, i didn’t eat at the restaurant, the menu was hearty and home cooked.

i woke up early and started my trek into the park. i had wylie with me, so i couldn’t plan any hikes, but it was raining anyway. within my first 15 minutes in the park i saw cars pulled over on the side of the road, cameras out- gawking. i got out and to my surprise- a bear. she was far away, and it was hard to get a photo with the iphone, but i saw her. i waited forever, even prepared, in colorado for bears. they never came. it was an off year, obviously- being they had a 1000 year flood, and my neighbors were shocked the bears never came. i told them i would end up seeing one in yellowstone, and i did! the buffalo were everywhere too. one even walked directly in front of my car. it was pretty awesome.

i entered the park through the east gate and took the southern route to old faithful. i remember this from my childhood, but of course when i showed up, she had just gone off and everyone was returning to their cars. we drove a little more and found some other geysers and they were the color of heaven. from there we headed north where the terrain changes into waterfalls and lakes with all these geysers spewing all around. the land is so diverse. i have been meaning to do a little more reading up on the evolution of this land, it is hard to read the map when your passenger is a dog. i simply enjoyed the beauty and the chance to be there.

i ended at mammoth hot springs. i didn’t get to walk all the way up because wylie at this point was totally stressed that i kept getting in and out of the car. so, i choose a closer path and to my surprise, it was my favorite part of the trip. it was the most beautiful natural element i have ever seen. as if it wasn’t even real.

i thought i would try something a little different along with my travel posts. being that i can’t do much crafty or food posting, how about some of my favorite things of the moment. inspired by each trip i go on, a mood board of wants and must haves! here goes the first one.

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1. Stetson Austral Hat – every hipster has a hat these days. this is a classic western brand.

2. Zara turtleneck – great color for fall

3. Kutoa Peanut Butter and Jelly bar – yum

4. Top Shop overalls – classic,rustic, and comfy for road trips

5. Madewell “the fielder” lace up boots –  i want these

6. Mast Brothers chocolate – who doesn’t want chocolate on a road trip?

7. Chimani APP – national park app

8. National Geographic APP – another great app for road trips through national parks

9. Herschell “little america” Backpack –  a little color and function

10. a playlist – what is a road trip without music

11. Mountain Spirit Book – some history on the native americans of the area

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photolast night i was told that my cabin on the river is gone, wiped out by the colorado flood. my neighbor said there is nothing there to even see anymore. my neighbors have lost everything. the neighborhood i have shared for months here on the blog is under water. the owner of the ranch has been in contact with my landlord, and i read on their facebook page that all the horses and critters are safe. so far, they have only lost one horse. the place i so warmly have talked about, the place where i healed my soul, is a disaster. even if she was always housing bugs and spiders. even if there were things that were not as convenient as city living, i loved living there.

i am in a state of shock, i can’t stop crying, i couldn’t sleep last night. in fact, i couldn’t really sleep all week. it has been such a strange 5 days. monday, i woke up with the sunshine and did some errands. i came home to find that wylie dog had gotten into the grapes i had harvested from the front yard. all i have heard lately is don’t give dogs grapes. i rushed him to the emergency vet unsure if he had consumed one, two, twenty, or none. the vet suggested he stay the night to be on fluids to flush anything out, as grapes can be deadly to dogs. i left the cabin on the way to the vet with a huge storm hanging over the mountains. by the time i left the vet it was pouring. that evening, though i was a mess about my boy, the neighbors were making me dinner. i decided the best thing to do was to go have a good time and get my mind off wylie. there were two couples that lived across the river from me and we often hung out drinking wine on their river beaches, my landlord too. needless to say they became my friends and my social outlet there on the river.

it wasn’t uncommon to discuss the flood that happened here in 1976. it killed over a 140 people, and there were signs all over the neighborhood cautioning flood- climb up, not out. my parents were the first to tell me about it. i never actually thought it could happen again. we are too sophisticated and smart now, right? i thought it was impossible. plus, how could it happen to us? looking back, the word flood came up too often.

to give you an idea of how bad this is. back in 1976 my neighbors knew the water was 4 feet deep in their house. today, the water was to the roof. thats at least over 9 feet. it swelled enough to take out my cabin which sat above the river at least 10 feet, yet it still swallowed it. my neighbor said my garden is still there, the tomatos still turning red.

we sat under a terrace monday night eating ribs, drinking wine, laughing and sharing stories. the rain was like a blanket, we actually kind of enjoyed it. the thunder started just as the sun was going down. it was such a fun evening and i was happy to have met these wonderful people, and i was sad i was leaving. that night, i couldn’t sleep. wylie wasn’t in bed with me, the movers were coming the next morning, and the rain danced on the roof. every time i woke up the sound of rain was soothing, yet something felt strange and eerie even then.

i got word in the morning that wylie would be fine and i could pick him up later that day. the clouds still hung low, it felt like a day in the PNW. the movers moved everything out and we went to the storage unit where again i heard the word flood. “what kind of flood insurance do you want to have for your storage unit?”

i picked up wylie and went back to the cabin to finish cleaning and packing the car. i had a junk removal service come pick up my couch, the driver mentioned how high the river was. i had noticed too how much it was rushing, but thought it was normal considering all the rain. i gave my new neighbor that had just moved in a few weeks prior a bunch of stuff from our fridge. we had recently had many conversations about our life experiences, why we both wanted to live in a cabin- i was bummed i wasn’t staying longer to get to know her. her house is gone now too, and i was told her cats were in the cabin.

that night i spent the night at my neighbors across the river. they made me dinner, a bass they caught on their most recent camping trip. we ate inside, because it was still raining. i was curious if this weather was normal. i asked laura to see her wedding album, i wanted to see their lives in a little more detail. that night i slept better, but the rain still fell. we woke up and had breakfast together. all week and even that morning laura kept trying to convince me to stay. i wanted too, but everything was settled so, i said my goodbyes i went back to the cabin to gather up the rest of my things and finish up the small details. the weather was so gloomy and wet. it didn’t seem or feel like the colorado i had come to know. i was annoyed to pack up the car in the rain, my sandals still have mud on them. i was annoyed that i had already mopped the kitchen floor 3 times. i got in the car and as i drove off i felt distant from this place. normally, i look at every detail, i get sentimental about every little thing. i look around to soak in all the memories…this time…i just left. i wanted to get out of that rain, even if i was driving to washington, where rain is normal. something didn’t feel quite right, but i didn’t even know it. i thought it was just sadness about leaving and i was simply avoiding my feelings.

i drove north on I-25 in heavy rain for over 2 hours. i contemplated turning around because i HATE driving in heavy rain. i get anxious. i kept going powering through. the rain finally let up a few hours outside yellowstone. i arrived to my little lodge and had a big glass of wine. the next morning i woke up early to hit the park. cell service was shotty, but about an hour in i got a text from my neighbor that they were in flood conditions. again, i took it lightly, thinking it was maybe a few inches of water. by that evening i had a conversation with laura and she explained it was bad. friday morning i woke up and couldn’t stop thinking about my neighbors, about how i wasn’t there. how did i miss this? by the time i arrived at my brothers in olympia, washington i got news that my neighbors lost everything, that my cabin was gone. it’s just gone. The water is up to the roof on both my neighbors houses. The river is 5 times wider.

i do not think luck is something you have, i think it is something that just happens. i don’t believe in fate really, i don’t even believe in god, as an individual being anyway. because why would god save me and not the others ?it was pure quincidance. i missed the start of the flood by 24hours. just 24 hours. i was paying rent until the 15th, and since i had made that arrangement, i still wanted to move out before for some reason. i was a bit anxious to get going, even if i was sad to leave. i had decided to have the movers come on the 10th because 1. i was superstitious about moving on on september 11th 2. i wanted to make it to my brother’s by friday to spend the weekend there. there are so many what if’s. what if i had extended the lease another 6 months? what if i had stayed until the 15th? what if i had stayed till the end of the month. back in beginning of august, i would have done so in a heart beat, but as time went on and i started packing, i wanted to just rip the band aid off.

i put my stuff in storage and it had me thinking lately about what all our stuff is. possessions. what not. are they necessary for our happiness? i was glad to be rid of it all for a bit. to live simply. i think that is strange i was thinking this way now. some stuff is just stuff, but some of it precious memories. all of it money and time. it is not something anyone can take lightly and i certainly dont anymore. I admit i have tried to imagine if i had still been there, if i had to evacuate, what i would take. how would i be feeling now, how would i handle it? i guess now i know my decision was the right one. either way i would have no place to live.

i can’t completely explain my emotions right now. i am sad, i am in shock, my eyes hurt from crying. my heart breaks for my friends and neighborhood. it is just all gone. all gone. it is a surreal feeling. there are moments when i know i am fine, everything is ok. there are moments i just want to cry again in shock of the reality of how close i came to being there, how my friends have to start there lives over. how the road up to estes park is pretty much gone and the death toll may continue to rise. everything feels like a different world now, that little piece of heaven for me- it feels like a dream. the beginning and the end. as if i was never there.

please keep all the people of colorado devastated by this flood in your thoughts.

Ribbet collagethe photo on the right is looking over the bridge to my neighbors. well, there once was a bridge there under that pile.

the second photo is an arial view of the property and the dam. that big swell is where my cabin and the neighbors once were.

 

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I just received these photos last night. One is my garden. The other cabin sat where the river now is. The other photo is of my parking spot. My cabin was just to the left of the spot and those bushes.

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the past 9 months i have lived on one of the recommended scenic byways in colorado. a river flows through my backyard and i am surrounded by horses. i can walk onto the original dirt road to estes park and did almost daily. every time single time i have walked out my front door i can honestly say i was filled with gratitude, happiness, enchantment, and luck. every time i came home, i felt content.

“Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul”- John Muir

when people ask me why i moved to colorado, i am not exactly sure how to answer it. part embarrassment, part not wanting to spill my emotions all over their lap, and partly because i never knew how to put it into words. i have alluded to it many times here on the blog-it’s always easier for me to voice through written word. i had hit a very unhappy point in my life in LA. i felt stuck and unsure, i was deeply hurt in a battle of who’s right and wrong, disappointed by failed “relationships” or lack there of, my insecurities may have grown deeper than they ever have in those last two years, and i was left not knowing whom i was anymore. i needed to escape. i needed to learn to be alone. i needed to feel something greater than myself.

“Take a course in good water and air; and in the eternal youth of Nature you may renew your own. Go quietly, alone; no harm will befall you.” – John Muir

i took this chance with such certainty. i was nervous, but not scared. i knew it was the right thing to do. i have grown to love myself again even if there are a few demons occasionally turning the thoughts in my head. nothing and nobody can be perfect. i have come to realize that this life is precious- it is wonderful and worthy and our doubts and questions are what leads us to find that. i have found a peace that DOES exist, for me at least and a contentment i will have to work hard at keeping without the glorious earth presenting herself literally to me daily.

“In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.” – John Muir

in my heart, i feel it is time to move on. i admit i worry i will loose what i have found here when i leave, but that fear can’t be what keeps me from going. this time i am scared. i am certain i must go, i am excited to be on the road traveling and visiting friends- (i am calling it tour de friends!) but i haven’t a clue where i shall end up. maybe it is back in LA, maybe it is here in Colorado, maybe it is Chicago, i am day dreaming of europe. i know one day, i shall see myself at peace in the country again- whether it is in my dreams or a reality.

“The mountains are calling, I must go.” – John Muir

my emotions run deep, my sensitivity high, my empathy and even anger can sometimes fuel me, and my dreams soar high every day.

i am a what they call a dreamer. i dream up trips and adventures, i dream up love stories, i dream up lifestyles, i dream up different kinds of businesses, i dream up creations. sometimes, i even get to live out some of my dreams. they may not manifest with exact execution, but they exist. i learned that on this colorado adventure. How can i not consider myself lucky? i leave here a better person. i leave here with more than i expected.

“The power of imagination makes us infinite.”- John Muir

as for the blog- i don’t know where she shall lead. i have contemplated starting a new section: on the road, as the majority of the next 4-6 months will be just that. my life is packed in boxes and shoved into a 7×10 cube. i admit i am kind of excited to be rid of “stuff” for a bit. traveling makes it a bit more difficult for me to blog, because i do not have a laptop. there are many ideas floating around about what to do- we will just have to wait and see how it all flows. for now, you can follow me on instagram if you like, sunandglory, where i will be sure to update often with photos, because i am addicted.

oh, and sun and glory was written up on the UK online magazine THE UPCOMING. today, started off as a really good day. recognition is humbling and a true honor. check out the article here.

this isn’t goodbye, but another beginning. first stop, yellowstone national park.

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IMG_0763 the fall 2013 sun and glory lookbook and product is here! been spending a lot of time on this the past few weeks, or month. i am super happy with this lookbook. my friend kat, a model here in colorado, came up to the cabin to do the shoot. though the sun never made an appearance, it was a great day of shooting. i shot, styled, and made this lookbook and overall it is kind of one big art piece for me.  i love doing this stuff.  i narrowed down the line this season, making a few key pieces-making bigger statements. go have a look! this season we are also offering a 5 % donation of your online order to the Native American Heritage Association.

http://sunandgloryshop.com

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photo-2thanks for all your comments and support on my lack of lust for the blog these days.  it is more than gracious and encouraging to know that i  actually just might be inspiring some. after all that is the point right? i took a bit of careful thought, and i remembered why i am here- to keep busy and to stay creative. to constantly challenge myself, to judge less, to learn more. sometimes my hopes and my dreams get in the way of my self encouragement…that’s when you have to check yourself.  what’s it really about? what’s really important?

i have had a few emotional weeks sort of freaking out about my upcoming nomadic adventures. though, i am extremely excited and curious to see how to feels to actually put my stuff in storage and the comfort of home stripped from my routine. in my heart it is an intentional move, but this also scares me because when i think about what i am really in search of, it is home. i just don’t know where it is yet.  i hope i don’t ricochet off the water like a stone into the atmosphere. have i chosen the wrong side of the fork in the road along the way? i generally have little regret. that is one thing i can say for sure, but what if i had taken a different path, would life look different, or would my wandering soul still be guiding my search in life. it’s true, i  am driven by curiosity.

as scary as it is and without a clue where i shall land, it ultimately feels right.

IMG_9224 IMG_9237 IMG_9239it seems many recipes come to me while doing yoga these days. go figure. i started thinking about the sweet little strawberry and summer days. how they fill my morning smoothies, but i felt she deserved to be the star of the show. strawberries and balsamic, such an elegant combo- so why not throw them into a crust and call it a crostata. with a little almond flavored whip cream, it is a delight on a summer’s eve.

i was lazy and decided to skip one last grocery store run to get white flour and sugar. so, for the crust i used whole wheat flour and brown sugar. this however, made the dough very delicate, i assume from the larger granulated sugar.  the key to crust, or scones for that matter, is very cold butter. it seems whenever i make something like this, i do it on a hot day ruining my flaky crust. it was still tasty though.

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recipe:

for the filling

1 case of strawberries

2 tbsp of balsamic vinegar

1 tbsp flour

3 tbsp of sugar

3 tbsp of butter

cut your strawberries into quarters. sprinkle the sugar over the strawberries (i actually used vanilla infused sugar) and stir. melt butter in a saute pan. add the strawberries and the balsamic. cook for just a minute adding in the flour to thicken up the sauce. you don’t need to add the flour, i just did so for thickening.

for the filling (adapted from barefoot contessa)

2 cups all-purpose flour
1/4 cup granulated or superfine sugar
1/2 teaspoon kosher salt
1/2 pound (2 sticks) cold unsalted butter, diced
6 tablespoons (3 ounces) ice water


place the flour, sugar, and salt in the bowl of a food processor fitted with a steel blade. pulse a few times to combine. add the butter and toss quickly (and carefully!) with your fingers to coat each cube of butter with the flour. pulse 12 to 15 times, or until the butter is the size of peas. with the motor running, add the ice water all at once through the feed tube. keep hitting the pulse button to combine, but stop the machine just before the dough comes together. turn the dough out onto a well-floured board, roll it into a ball, cut in half, and form into 2 flat disks. wrap the disks in plastic and refrigerate for at least 1 hour. if you only need 1 disk of dough. the other disk of dough can be frozen.

preheat the oven to 450 degrees F. line a baking sheet with parchment paper.

roll the pastry into an 11-inch circle on a lightly floured surface. transfer it to the baking sheet. add the filling into the center of the crust. fold over the edges overlapping corners, etc.  bake for 20-25 minutes or until crust is golden.

for whip cream

1 cup of heavy cream

1 tsp of almond extract

6 tbsp of powdered sugar

whip all together with a mixer or food processor.

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i admit i have had a lack of affinity for the blog lately. sometimes i want to give it up, and then sometimes i become filled with inspiration and motivation.  perhaps the job i did last week in denver stripped a bit of inspiration from me, but has allowed me to regain some ideas of where i would like the blog to flow to. i am hoping to simplify my content finding more of a cohesive flow, though it seems i am constantly saying something like that.  i have always had a hard time with simplicity. by character and by the way i surround myself.  i am always longing for a more simple home, simple decoration (more storage could cure that), more simple ideas and motivations in life, simple relationships….as if this will solve life’s problems or perhaps just take the pressure off my lack of motivation to clean. less stuff, less mess?

even though everything is made in china, i can’t help but to love hobby lobby. a few weeks ago i was roaming the aisles looking for a way to make some stained glass, but instead i found these octagon mirrors. i love the clean and simple lines of geometry…how those lines come together perfectly and with ease. i always liked math in school, there was an answer at the end. i never understood that infinity part, it left me uneasy.

i turned the two mirrors with holes into a wall hanging using white deerskin, a few beads, and some feathers. you can find deerskin and feathers at your local craft store, though i used the supplies i use for the sun and glory line. i find these from native american trading posts and you can too online. for fun, i also made a design on a flat mirror (with no hole) using it as either a jewelry display on placing a plant on top!

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IMG_8974i have been taking my time these days and spending it on the property harvesting goodies and making special projects with them. sage, chokecherries, and yarrow have been my main foraging glory. i feel like i am in heaven when hunting for things in nature. it is so special to find mother earth’s gifts. i walked up and down the property looking for the smallest batches of yarrow. by the time i had figured out what it was, it started to disappear. hoping more will pop up soon.

yarrow is a very special flower with many medicinal purposes and history. here are a few website with great info: the withchipedia and ryandrum. more than likely you have it growing in your yard somewhere. at first sight i thought it was queen anne’s lace, which can be a common mistake.  do be careful if you are looking to harvest this yourself as there are a few very poisonous  look a likes. i did a lot of research to make sure i was harvesting the right plant. the biggest distinguisher comes from the leaves of the yarrow which look like mini ferns.

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yarrow is great for cuts, scrapes, menstrual cycles, fertility, repelling bugs, and colds/flu….just to name a few things. it can even be used in place of hops for beer. i made a few concoctions to have around the house.

yarrow tea : great for when the onset of a cold or flu starts. be cautious of how much tea you drink. i did find a few disclaimers around the web.

yarrow/thyme coconut oil : great for applying to wounds to help heal.  i used coconut oil instead of olive oil. coconut oil can solidify and therefore works great for applying to the skin.

yarrow / lavender bug spray: using vodka and adding lavender oil, both flowers help to repell bugs. when i was carrying around the basket of yarrow, i had no bug bites. when i put it down to harvest the chokecherries, i came back with 4 mosquito bites!
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sage: a few weeks ago, i was walking around  the property and discovered all these new things growing, one of which looked like white sage. turns out it is some form of it. then i was frolicking on the ranch up where it feels like a different world than by the river, a desert wonderland, and discovered more sagebrush. i am still trying to figure out exactly what kinds these are as there are so many forms of sage. the first kind i found, i also found growing in california when i was harvesting california white sage. perhaps you remember this post here?  though it is not the same as california white sage, it still smells great. the other type i believe to be a dwarf sagebrush. again, this is different even that the sage i have seen growing in new mexico or california. it still smells great though when burning. sage, traditionally is used for cleansing, though i admit i like it for the flavor it gives to the air.

i could hardly control my excitement to find all this. i have considered a trip back to ojai just to harvest more cali white sage. now, i’ve got something great to take away from colorado. i harvested a plethora and plan to go back for more. i sat outside one evening and wrapped these bundles of joy for gifts. i also give these to each sun and glory order that goes out.

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*** please note, i am not an expert when it comes to foraging or harvesting yarrow or sage. please do your own research when doing so or check with local officials.  this post is intended to inspire, not necessarily to teach. thank you!***

 

IMG_8683thank you for the kind comments from the previous post. i was surprised at the interest in my writing. frankly, i am more of a picture person vs. a reader…so, i guess i assumed what i wrote was the least important part. so, thank you for reading. with that said, let me go off on some more tangents.

i have made the decision to leave the cabin. it was a hard one, but i feel confident it is the right one for now.  i am sad to not see some of the things around the property come to life or change in the fall, but anxious to see what kinds of things can surprise me still the next month.  i haven’t a clue where i shall end up after this. denver is an option, putting my stuff in storage and roaming around seems to be the main focus. there is something super exciting about that, as well as a bit daunting. where will i end up after it all? it is possible i will wander on forever.

even though most of my thoughts lately have been about leaving the cabin, oddly enough, i find myself missing LA again. the past few days i have been listening to some old yo la tengo albums. the one’s that were on repeat in my first apartment in LA. music always takes me right back. i can almost taste the foods i ate back then, i can see myself as i was- the clothes i wore, driving in my car, the feelings i had.  after getting through the first year there i started to find a little place for myself. i stayed up late, drank lots of wine, had a very large stack of cd’s accumulating in my living room, made t-shirts with lace and dye, took polaroids,  and was just starting my career. seems like yesterday, seems like forever ago. back when i was a magazine horror, wore converse, was addicted to amoeba and friendster, and had a very large boxy computer.  i’m not sure why these memories are popping up in my head lately. maybe, leaving the cabin somehow means i am leaving LA behind too.

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everyday, i have been taking walks around the property.   piking wildflowers for bouquets and yesterday, i spent the afternoon harvesting all sorts of these other goodies. sucking in all that the sunshine and mountains behold. stopping to see what surrounds me, to see what is growing. you should try it sometime, you might be surprised what you find. every single day i see a new flower, a new plant, hell, yesterday, i discovered a cherry tree outside my bedroom window. for the past month i thought it was an apple tree with stunted apples, but a few started changing color and i stopped to look up and realized they were cherries…i was ecstatic. as i walked away from my new exciting discovery i remembered how sad i was to leave LA and all the lush vegetation of my backyard. the lemon tree, the fig tree, the rosemary bush…never would i have guessed i would have found all that i have here, in colorado. it reassured me of the future, that it can always surprise you.

there are a million apple trees around the property. a few pear trees, tons of chokecherry bushes, a grapevine, now a cherry tree, and even a peach tree, though she isn’t producing anything this year.  it has been raining a lot- thunderstorms or clouds almost everyday.  there are a plethora of mushrooms growing everywhere. i havent a clue what kind they are, nor do i intend to find out. i know a lot of the puffball mushrooms have turned out to be poisonous. i am continually fascinated by the eco system i am living in. the cabin sits in a bowl down by the river, allotting for shade and sun with rich soil from the river.  a short walk up the road and you are in a desert.  open space and to my surprise tons and tons of sage growing. i can’t begin to explain my joy when i discovered it…which i will try in my next post about the harvesting of it. i have even discovered yarrow on the property . there are cacti and all sorts of strange looking desert flowers. i have never stopped to notice a pine tree growing it’s branches, or what a baby pine cone looks like.

it is the perfect combo of desert and mountain…. because it is just that -a mountain desert.

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IMG_8899 IMG_8732then there is my own garden. i admit, i have been a little bit lazy about it. i have it watered on a timer, and only occasionally do i go over to trim and de-weed. the tomatos are doing pretty decent, but some of the other things, like the zucchini, are growing slowly. i have been a little too lazy to figure it out though. i’m just happy with whatever she wants to provide me with, naturally. one evening, the sun was glowing on the garden. the colors were so incredible. one of my favorite things to do everyday is to visit her and see how she is doing…what’s newly ripe or getting bigger.

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i am so thankful for the bounty this place has surprised me with.  nature, is my church, it is my god. it’s what allows me to discover what i hold within myself. i couldn’t be more thankful for the time i have spent here. i know in my heart, i will find my way back to this lifestyle  time and time again.

i suppose , ten years down another road, i will put on that yo la tengo album again, remembering these moments now…walking outside my back door discovering a cherry tree, harvesting a basket of sagebrush, and breathing in the smell of pine.

never underestimate the small moments- my biggest lesson thus far.

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IMG_9863so…two things.

1. this is my first adornment post. i am actually kind of nervous to post it. i have been contemplating doing this for a long time now. after all, i am a wardrobe stylist. that is how i make the majority of my living. i majored in costume and fashion at school. i know how to sew, i know how to shop, i know how to fit people. it’s what i do. i suppose i have just always been fearful of posting photos of myself. now, in my mid twenties, i would have been all about it. i was way more into selflies back then. now, a days, i have to be honest, it makes me feel slightly narcissistic. but…for today, i am going to get over that.  generally, you can find me in a t-shirt and leggings sitting at my computer with no makeup on. yeah, i could step it up sometimes!

the funny thing is, being all alone out here, i have to take these by myself. which is difficult. generally, i am behind the camera and can see the details, like the tree coming out of my head. i just bought a new camera lense, so i am hoping that is going to help the quality of my images too…for all posts.

a little about my style: i like key pieces. one piece, like a dress or top that is a statement piece. accompanied by a necklace or earrings. i don’t like to over accessorize. a little can go a long way. i tend for bohemian like dresses, but i also love that whole kinfolk look too. simple, muted colors. i don’t always wear a lot of color…but am trying to branch out. i am also not a size 2, so i go for things i am most comfortable in. knowing your body is key, but feeling good in what you are wearing is crucial. for example, if you aren’t comfortable walking in heels, you probably shouldn’t wear them. it just looks bad. confidence is everything. i have had many fashion phases, but the bohemian has stuck the longest. thank god it isn’t my futuristic phase from college. i think i finally got rid of all those pieces.

2. i gave my notice on the cabin. more to come on that later.

i am not sure what moving will mean for the blog. when i can post, what i can post, hell, i might never do an outfit post again. but… when i started the blog, i intended to do more fashion. it just didn’t happen. maybe because i do shop for a living, my hobbies became about something else. i also, hardly see myself as a model, but i personally like to see other ladies style posts on their blogs. i finally decided to take a chance and give it a try. seems to be the theme the past few days.

i would LOVE your feedback. would you be interested in more fashion posts? why do you follow my blog? is it the food, the diy, the travel, my crazy banter? i would love to hear from you!

credits:

dress/caftan: topshop

necklace: sun and glory

sandals: madeline