daydreamer extraordinaire

I'm a picture taker, a daydreamer, a memory keeper, a travel junkie, a storyteller, a wanderer, a ponderer and a hopeless romantic at heart.

ugh, summer

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I don’t like summer. I never have. And I doubt that I ever will. It’s hot. So very hot. And humid. So humid that the air feels thick and sticky. And the sunlight is extra bright. Blindingly, painfully bright. Did I mention that I live in the South? Well I do. And that means months and months of hot, humid summertime. Nope, I don’t like summer. But the good news is that is only 55 days until the start of Autumn. And that is something to look forward to.

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on the streets of London

Wandering around the streets of East End London and soaking up the visual cornucopia at every turn.

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Castle life.

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Behind every beautiful thing, there’s some kind of pain.
- Bob Dylan
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I rearranged my bedroom furniture and now Oliver keeps falling off of the bed in the middle of the night. 

I rearranged my bedroom furniture and now Oliver keeps falling off of the bed in the middle of the night. 

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I wish there was a way to know you’re in the good old days before you’ve actually left them.
- The Office
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I’ve been going through some photos from last year for a project and it’s making me feel a little bit nostalgic for my Great Florida Road Trip of 2013…image

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I&#8217;ve been to York three times. Each time just for a few hours and those hours were spent wandering The Shambles, window shopping and eating lunch. Pretty predictable. And not very exciting (though most definitely enjoyable). On my last visit, in May, I was travelling with my mother who has trouble walking which led us to do A LOT of window shopping and to take a quick break at the Yorkshire Museum Gardens. My mom waited on a bench outside of the gate and I wandered into and around the gardens. What a magical place!  Ruins, gardens, paths&#8230;and no crowds! I wish that I had discovered this garden on my first visit. But now I know about and now I can visit it again, one day&#8230;
(from May 22, 2014)

I’ve been to York three times. Each time just for a few hours and those hours were spent wandering The Shambles, window shopping and eating lunch. Pretty predictable. And not very exciting (though most definitely enjoyable). On my last visit, in May, I was travelling with my mother who has trouble walking which led us to do A LOT of window shopping and to take a quick break at the Yorkshire Museum Gardens. My mom waited on a bench outside of the gate and I wandered into and around the gardens. What a magical place!  Ruins, gardens, paths…and no crowds! I wish that I had discovered this garden on my first visit. But now I know about and now I can visit it again, one day…

(from May 22, 2014)

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My new favorite at home evening activity&#8230;rabbit watching. There&#8217;s a little rabbit that I call Clover that I&#8217;ve been seeing off and on for several weeks now in my front yard, in my back yard, sometimes running off into my neighbor&#8217;s mini sunflower field, sometimes darting under one of my azalea bushes. Most often he is munching on clovers (hence his name, big smile). And actually as it turns out there are two rabbits. Last night I spotted them together playing in the yard, hopping about and chasing each other a bit. After playtime Clover munched contentedly on his clover snacks and Clover&#8217;s friend stood up on his hind feet to nibble on mimosa blossoms. It&#8217;s pretty wonderful, to me anyway, that I can live in a city and have these perfect nature-y moments. And truth be told there are quite a few rabbits hopping around in my neighborhood but these two are special because these two have my yard part of their home.Which makes me very happy. Indeed.

My new favorite at home evening activity…rabbit watching. There’s a little rabbit that I call Clover that I’ve been seeing off and on for several weeks now in my front yard, in my back yard, sometimes running off into my neighbor’s mini sunflower field, sometimes darting under one of my azalea bushes. Most often he is munching on clovers (hence his name, big smile). And actually as it turns out there are two rabbits. Last night I spotted them together playing in the yard, hopping about and chasing each other a bit. After playtime Clover munched contentedly on his clover snacks and Clover’s friend stood up on his hind feet to nibble on mimosa blossoms. It’s pretty wonderful, to me anyway, that I can live in a city and have these perfect nature-y moments. And truth be told there are quite a few rabbits hopping around in my neighborhood but these two are special because these two have my yard part of their home.Which makes me very happy. Indeed.

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