Diana F+

Has anyone seen my Olympus??? Ackhahh! I'm going crazy looking for it.

Where did I last see it? My office, I think...

Meanwhile, I've been shooting with my Diana F+. Isn't she a beauty?


It's a plastic toy camera with 120 film format, and I think I actually ruined my first roll when I loaded it. I'd forgotten how to do it! It's a bit cumbersome and requires more planning for each shot. BUT... the film that isn't ruined is going to turn out AWESOME. Seriously people - get ready to see some amazing shots! Not because I'm a great photographer - she's just a great camera. And I love her.

She takes photos like this one I found on flickr...



It's a super dreamy, fictional feel.
What do you think?

Self-Propelled Weed Control With an Attitude

Need your briars removed? Small trees uprooted and destroyed? Healing Hooves were behind the Houghton Park & Ride last weekend doing just that. It was a sight I'll never forget!

The Singer

It's a poetic narrative by Calvin Miller. I found it one night last week in Jen's bookshelf and read the entire thing that night.

"What would you like to be when you grow up, little girl?"

"Alive."
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"But the word... the word they wrote upon your face is gone."

The Singer reached up to his forhead where the searing iron had left the accusation of the council. The word was gone indeed.

"It is," he said, "because Earthmaker cannot bear a lie. He could not let me wear the word for He is Truth. He knows no contradiction in himself. So learn this, my little friend, no man may burn a label into flesh and make it stay when heaven disagrees."
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If she has loved him, a man will carry anything for his mother - a waterpot or a world.
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Never had he been the way he walked, yet his feet knew every step. He could not cease to marvel how they moved his body forward through the mist of circumstances which he vaguely knew by name.
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Blessed are those who die for reasons that are real, for they themselves are real.

a few more...

I Heart Flag Football

Here are some fun pictures from a recent shoot...

anyone out there?

Tonight I did something I rarely do. And by rarely, I mean probably 17 times ever. 17 because that's how many places I've lived in my short life.

I cleaned under my bed. Not that there's junk and dirt and spiders underneath. None of that. There are a few cool rolls of wrapping paper with Rosie the Riveter printed all over, old photos and painting supplies, but the more you shove under there, the more it all gets pushed to the middle - then before you know it Rosie's head is peering out from under your bedskirt.

I found the old iBook collecting dust. It hasn't turned on in about a year. But I pulled it out, and I know I heard the Holy Spirit tell me to command it to come to life.

"Come to life."

And it did right then. And here I am typing on it.

I have a big piece of butcher paper up on my wall and at the top I wrote: I will see the impossible become possible before my very eyes!

And I did tonight.
Isn't that a cool story?

Labor Day Weekend

Friday Night:
Ashley's 16th Birthday Party!!




















Saturday Night:
After spending all day in bed with a migraine, Connie, one of my fav's, stole me away to the pedestrian overpass by our house to watch the sunset. Amazing.




















Sunday:
Golden Gardens with Heather
Another sunset! I love love love living here!!






















Monday:
Fairhaven, WA
A group of us celebrated Connie and Christy's birthday.
I found my dream man.
















Then the girls moved in on him. He wasn't real enough for me anyway.

Manzanita

Heather, Jill and I left town again - this time for the Oregon Coast. We took a long weekend to play. Good times...

Lake Melakwa

Hi everyone - I know I've been gone from my blog foorrreeeeeevvvvveeer, which has been sad for me. My lovely iBook decided to blow a fuse or something and it's not turning on. Which is sad too.

But what's not sad it the latest hiking adventure I went on. And it was definately an adventure. It was beau-ti-ful! It was myself, Jill, and Heather. First of all, we saw a bear. It attacked me! Just kidding, it was one ridge over, just hangin out in some grass, probably eating some berries or some small woodland creature. And we made our way through a ton of snow (looked like an avalanche!), and we actually didn't make it to Lake Melakwa because we decided we'd rather not die falling through the snow to the river below and live to face the bear. :) Kind of a toss up, I know.

Anyway, life is good. Life is busy. Summer's here! Sort of. It's raining today, but I'm looking forward to a ton more hikes!

Please comment - I'd like to know I'm still loved in blog-world.

R.I.P.

Let's all have a moment of silence for my Apple G4.

the night of "the shank"

My most favorite sound in the whole world is my sisters laugh. If you've never heard it, you really need to. Not only is it the most out of control, contagious belly laugh you've ever heard, but it has special meaning for me. When somebody who used to not laugh a lot, suddenly starts to ALL THE TIME, it's pretty amazing.





Heather and I went to Jills place last night and Heather made us a feast.
- Lamb shank, marinated in a red wine & onion sauce
- basmati rice, with cilantro and other herb goodness
- greek cucumber riata

Jill supplied the wine, I supplied the fresh flowers and bread. And PERFECTION supplied the laughs.



I love to laugh. Laughter is truly the best medicine. There's been a lot of laughter in my life lately, and it's gotten me through some potentially tough days.

waiting the storm out.

sitting at home.
instant messaging Jen from across the kitchen table.
waiting for Garlic Jims to get here.
listening to Mat Kearney.
daydreaming about Hawaii.
wishing it would snow...a lot.
laughing at Jen's comments.