It’s been quite the crazy few weeks, y’all.
And sometimes a girl just needs to calm herself down, grab her pumpkin spiced chai, and talk with her friends. Ya know, tell them what’s been going on lately. So I’m sitting under my backyard aspens today, patting the warm grass beside me, and offering you your own favorite drink as I share about this and that.
Last month while attending the annual retreat for the (in)courage writers, I had the opportunity to have the one and only Kelly Sauer photograph me. Kelly is a wedding, portrait, and fine art photographer based out of Charleston, South Carolina. Do you know her? If not, I beg you to get to know her pronto. You can do so by visiting Kelly’s website here and her blog here. You can also follow her on twitter, facebook and instagram.
Even if you don’t live near Charleston you should get to know her because y’all, she travels.
I have admired Kelly’s work for years. Her photos are light and warm with an effortless, relaxed quality. I personally never had a sitting like this before, so I worried the whole thing might be a hundred shades of awkward. But Kelly made everything feel natural instead of posed. I think part of that is because her spirit is just like her work: calm, encouraging, and sincere.
Kelly makes having your picture taken feel less hey look at me! and more this is me.
Thank you, Kelly! You are a gift.
Because my cherubs are on fall break for the last half of this week and all of next week (a perk to starting school August 1st), we’re taking a little trip to the mountains. The purpose of our trip is twofold: 1. Spend some wonderful, distraction-free family time together and 2. Enact Operation Get Kristen to Appreciate Colorado. Because lately, Colorado and I have been going round and round.
Basically, I’ve been a little sore at her for bulldozing spring right off the calendar. Then, a massive hailstorm turned most of my plants and garden to shrapnel. But my pumpkin plant survived, and to my giddy joy grew and grew like a horizontal version of Jack’s beanstalk. I counted almost two dozen growing pumpkins.
So when a fierce windstorm with freezing temperatures appeared on the radar last week, my husband and I worked tirelessly to cover those pumpkins. I declared war against the Colorado weather and said you shall not win.
The Colorado weather just laughed in my face and unleashed her fury anyway. She won the war and my pumpkins were the casualty.
While I know things could be a million times worse (no wildfires or floods here), I literally cried and wanted to smack Colorado.
So this is why we’re going to the mountains: because when you feel ungrateful for your location, it’s best to travel where you feel grateful again. For me, this doesn’t always mean a trip to the mountains. Sometimes, it means a trip to the backyard or the local park.
If you follow me on instagram, this is why I take so many pictures of our state.
Because when I do, I’ll see shots of a sunshiney aspen with the mountains in the distance. I then fall on my knees and beg Colorado’s forgiveness for my awful attitude.
I repent! I repent!
And I’m grateful again.
If you’d like to see some quintessential fall foliage yourself in the next few days, feel free to follow me on instagram. Also, I am taking a small bloggy break during this time so I can hang more with mah peeps.
The winner of Emily’s A Million Little Ways is commenter Amy Grace! Amy Grace, check your inbox for an email from moi. And thanks so much to all who entered. I loved reading your comments on whether or not you consider yourself an artist and why. So insightful.
Finally, I would love, love, love your prayers. I’m wrapping up not one but TWO special projects, and I feel the hot fingers of stress pulling me in opposite directions. So you wouldn’t waste a prayer on me as I finish both. I can’t wait to share them with you!
So, enough about me. What’s been going on with you? Please tell me everything!