wheat...

Perhaps a field of wheat would be a nice backdrop for wedding photos...

on the road again...

It's always bittersweet--this coming & going. This was the view out of my window as I approached St. Louis. I am packing now to depart from this place I call home. With a feather in my hair and a suitcase filled with things I wish I had on the last trip, I bid adiue to my amazingly supportive family & friends. For I am off to another Land...to our island in the woods.

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since I've been gone...

"Ol' Blue"

Our adventure is put on pause as I travel back to Missouri.

It's really strange, but I think I miss the Command Center. Don't get me wrong, I do love the whole sleeping-in-an-actual-bed situation, but it's just not the same here now...((sigh))

It is nice to see some familiar faces for a change. Since I've been back I have attended a funeral, visited with my mama & papa, enjoyed my front porch with Olive & friends, & gotten reacquainted with the TV, stove, & my hairstraightner.

I also had 5 rolls of medium-format film developed. I thought I would post this one first. This is one of the white horses that greeted Nick every morning while skateboarding with Windy. I wonder what they thought of the skateboarding duo. Nick named him Ol' Blue, but I think he looks more like a Henry or a Herbert.

lace up those shoes...

Tonight's tribute goes to Nicholas, my adventurous & wise future husband.

(Wow...that feels weird to say)

Although the past 30 days have been spent TV-less, microwave-less, & makeup-less, I have learned two things:

1. Perseverance is a quality that makes for a good person--and ultimately a good marriage.

2. This might have been exactly what I needed before lacing up my sensible shoes and stepping into a new chapter of my/our life.

a machete...

Nick bought a machete today.
We took turns swinging it around like we were some kind of crazed forest ninjas.

I keep it by my side to ward off strangers and other creatures of the night.

bowchikiwowow...

This one goes out to my mom.

If you know her, you understand.

a little package...

Just when I thought I had lost all connection to the outside world, this little package was delivered to our "front stoop". Inside I would find a couple of bills, some art exhibition opportunities, & a notice to serve jury duty. Really? Duties? I'm not dealing with duties right now.
I'm on an adventure.