Sunday, February 14, 2010
this+that
So, I decided to get my act together and do some blog posting... but I'm making it a composite post because there's just too much to catch up on. Consider it a "greatest hits since the last post" post.
oscar.
izzy+delaney.
lucy jane.
the nelson family.
bella bridesmaid.
katie.
the rodenberger family.
ellison.
luke.
emma.
teany times three.
oscar.
izzy+delaney.
lucy jane.
the nelson family.
bella bridesmaid.
katie.
the rodenberger family.
ellison.
luke.
emma.
teany times three.
my best valentine's day effort.
This year, it's Valentine's-Schmalentine's... but I thought I'd post my favorite poem so that I'm not a total chump today.
If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda
I want you to know one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly you forget me
do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember that on that day, at that hour,
I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.
If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda
I want you to know one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly you forget me
do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember that on that day, at that hour,
I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
spoke too soon.
it appears that i have broken photoshop. stay tuned for more blogging... :)
here's what i've got....
delaney.
katie.
emma.
lyla.
luke.
here's what i've got....
delaney.
katie.
emma.
lyla.
luke.
34 things in my 34th year
During the last part of 2009, I sucked at blogging. Sorry... I've been a little busy. But, I'm about to come out swinging in 2010... I just needed a week or so to rest.
I ended 2009 with a bang celebrating my birthday like a rock (rap) star, spending Christmas with my mom, and bringing in the new year with my girlfriends while singing about flippy-floppies.
I really do have the best peeps in the world... they keep me grounded, amused and on my toes. I love them for that.
A few weeks ago, I sat in a bar with my girlfriends, Meghan and Maggie, and came up with a list of 34 things I will do in my 34th year. The final touches are being put on the list... but it involves a tattoo, a pumpkin patch, a bowling party and learning Maggie's one-handed match trick.
But now, I begin a new year. I have things to do, people to meet, hair colors to find and a big list to get working on. Onward with 2010. So much to do... and so much fun to be had.
I ended 2009 with a bang celebrating my birthday like a rock (rap) star, spending Christmas with my mom, and bringing in the new year with my girlfriends while singing about flippy-floppies.
I really do have the best peeps in the world... they keep me grounded, amused and on my toes. I love them for that.
A few weeks ago, I sat in a bar with my girlfriends, Meghan and Maggie, and came up with a list of 34 things I will do in my 34th year. The final touches are being put on the list... but it involves a tattoo, a pumpkin patch, a bowling party and learning Maggie's one-handed match trick.
But now, I begin a new year. I have things to do, people to meet, hair colors to find and a big list to get working on. Onward with 2010. So much to do... and so much fun to be had.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
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