Boy Bands, Big Cities, and Being Home

I’ve said before, that I live a quiet life. And I like it that way. Going to work, shopping and taking my dog for walks, are some of the only things that get me out of the house.  With that being said, though, even the calmest and quietest among us go off and have themselves a real adventure sometimes. And that my friends, is where this story begins.

A couple of months ago, a particular music group announced their upcoming, world tour. It piqued my interest, (mildly). The closest stop to me was two states away, and I thought it would be too much trouble to attend. But, as the date for ticket sales grew ever closer, I just couldn’t banish the thought from my head. What if we actually went? I tossed the idea around with my sisters, and we all agreed, that if we managed to snag tickets, we’d go.

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Sounds easy, right? Wrong. It is very, V E R Y difficult to acquire concert tickets for this group. And when March first rolled around, I had a glimpse at taking part in the literal Hunger Games. Suffice it to say, you’ve got to be quick, and brutal to buy these tickets, or you’ll end up spending an exorbitant amount on RESALE tickets, in the nose-bleed section. Not speaking from experience or anything, *cough*.

To make a very long story slightly shorter, we fought our way to the internet battlefront; and by the skin of our teeth, bought three tickets. I couldn’t believe it! (Though my bank account would beg to differ.) That now meant it was time to start the madness of booking flights, and hotels. After stressing over the ordeal, we finally did it. Travel plans and accommodations, complete!

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With nerves running high, the fateful day arrived. Bags packed, we boarded the metal tube, which would be hurtling us at top speeds through the sky, eventually landing us in a place miles and miles away from home. Airplanes are not my favorite things, and I was very happy to be on the ground once again. Even if it meant sitting in the back of a shuttle bus, with a driver who was a gold medalist at bumper cars. We may or may not have slightly rear-ended another airport shuttle, but no worries, nobody seemed to care.

Finally, after a long stressful day of traveling, we reached the place I was most looking forward to: the sea. There it was, just as I had left it years ago. Looking out at the crashing waves, and breathing in the ocean air, I was instantly refreshed. I felt cured from all the motion sickness, and travel headaches. It was windy, and cold, but I didn’t mind. It was a moment of complete peace and awe. (Desert dweller that I am, the sea will always hold a piece of my heart.)

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Fast forward a bit, to the next two days of shopping, getting lost, and facing the scary monster that is, big city traffic. I thought I had a pretty good idea of what it would be like, sitting in the middle of a six lane highway with thousands of other commuters all around, but it’s something you have to see to believe. Big cities are truly something to experience. The phrase, ‘concrete jungle’, is quite an accurate description. Navigating the vast metropolis is it’s own kind of jungle expedition. You’ve got to keep your wits about you at all times, and be sure not to make any wrong turns, or you could end up in a heap of trouble. Another thing I concluded, was that cities are dirty things. It’s not all glittering skyscrapers, and sparkling sports cars, (though there is plenty of that too). For the most part, those things only serve as an exciting facade, disguising the harsh realities lurking just beneath the surface.

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Finally, it was the eve of the “real, big day”. Concert day. I tossed and turned the whole night, thinking about everything I should’ve considered a long time ago. (Parking, for example.) Despite all the worry, the day dawned bright and early. And I attempted to soothe my frazzled nerves with a steaming matcha latte, from a nearby cafe. (That helped a little.) I donned my “fan paraphernalia”, and was determined to push through, and complete the goal of this entire trip. So an hour’s car trip later, we arrived at the stadium. Yes, a football stadium. This was no small concert, friends. It was a twice-sold-out stadium concert.

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Sixty-thousand, is a big number. And you only get a grasp of just how big, when you find yourself swimming in a different sort of ocean; one made of living, breathing, two-legged humans, wearing a whole lot of pink. There were streams, and rivers of people everywhere, all with one thing on their brains, BTS! Seven boys from South-Korea, who somehow, manage to gather crowds of thousands upon thousands from all over the world… (including me and my sisters). It was a crazy, overwhelming, heart pounding, experience. A memory, etched into my brain, that I don’t think I’ll ever forget.

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I have to say that it was quite a show, (even though we were far away). It was so wild to see my favorite songs performed live, right before my eyes. And the cheering crowd, all aglow with their brightly flashing light-sticks, was almost more spectacular than the show itself. I don’t think anyone can get a crowd going, like BTS!

So was it worth the trip? Yes, it was. Would I do it again? Probably.  ❤

The concert ended (sadly) and we made it back to the hotel, ready for a few hours of sleep before an early morning flight. Still buzzing from the concert, and with the prospect of home ahead, we had a much more enjoyable travel day. Throughout the airport, we saw several other people who had been at the concert too. (Their headbands, and t-shirts gave them away.) We realized we weren’t the only ones crazy enough to travel for BTS, but in fact, just a drop in the ocean, (as you can see below)!

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After all of that, it feels a little strange to be back home, sitting at my desk, telling you all about my adventure. The trip wasn’t all fun, all the time. But the funny thing about remembering, is that the memory of something can sometimes seem sweeter, than when you first experienced it. I’m very grateful, and content to be back home, settling into my daily life. And I feel blessed to have had the opportunity to experience a trip like this. After you get out and see the world, exploring new places, and learning new things, you just might find that home is still, one of the best places on earth.

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“Under the same moonlight, our hearts are forever one.”

Thank you for reading.

Lady S

P.S. If you want to see more of this trip, here’s a video that just so happens to be about it. 😉

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Leibster Award!

Hello everyone! Recently I’ve been nominated for the honorable and prestigious, Leibster Award. If you’ve never heard of it, that’s because it’s very exclusive, and given to only the most worthy of bloggers on the spectrum. The origin, and purpose of this award remain a mystery, (to me, at least) but that just adds to the overall effect. thumbnail_DSC08500

I received this award, along with the questions, from the curious, Catwing. (You can check out her blog, when you finish here.) In order to fulfill the duties of receiving the award, one must answer the eleven questions below, and provide eleven random facts about oneself.

Let’s begin with the questions.

1. What is the first book you remember reading?

Does anyone remember Bob Books? The stories went something like, “Mat sat. Sam sat.” Good stuff. They really got my reading career off the ground.

2. First book you remember writing?

It never turned out to be a full length novel, but many many years ago I wrote a story about a little lost duckling. Sounds tragic, but it had a very happy ending.

3. Do you prefer Winter or Summer?

There are many good reasons for liking one season over another, which makes it hard to choose. For example; Summer is fun and green, yet torturously hot and miserable. Whereas Winter has much better fashion options, but it’s cold, and all plant-life is basically dead. Tough call.

4. Glitter. Is it shimmering innocent sparkles or the parasitic bane of existence that wants your skin?

I don’t mind glitter all that much. But my choices in life tend to lead me away from it.

5. Would you rather have a phoenix or a dragon?

I would love to have a large dragon on hand for certain occasions. I think it would be quite useful.

6. Which one of your characters is most likely to break through the fourth wall and find you?

It would probably be the hacker genius, in my current sci-fi writing project. (No further details shall be released, as of yet.)

7. Would you rather have a bow and arrows or a knife?

I have a soft spot for archery, but knives have many more uses.

8. Do you keep a candy stash or eat candy when you get it?

I buy my candy in bulk so I can eat some right away, and also have enough for later. Be smarter than what you’re working with, kids.

9. What is the craziest thing you’ve ever made?

I would have to say, the legendary salt flavored cake I made for my mom’s birthday, a couple of years ago was pretty unforgettable.

10. How did you get interested in writing?

When I was younger, reading and writing were always a part of my schooling, then one day I was introduced to Kingdom Pen, and began to take writing more seriously. And the rest, you could say, is history. (Thanks, mom!)

11. Do you like writing/drawing/working with music?

There isn’t much I do without music. So that would be a yes.

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11 Random Facts:

I’m not exactly a fan of cats… but I happen to have three cats. (Technically it’s five, but that’s kind of a long story.)

My favorite pen is the, .38 Pilot Juice.

I drink approximately two cups of tea everyday.

I’m terrible at caring for my houseplants. (Yet I work in a greenhouse.)

My favorite band at the moment is, Day6.

I’m the proud owner of a fossilized sand dollar. (Allegedly discovered in the desert of Madagascar.) It’s very handy as a paperweight.

I like to collect interesting mugs, and I don’t like to share them.

I have rescued and raised several baby birds, and then released them back into the wild. (cough*mybackyard*cough)

I like my dog more than he likes me.

I love bubble tea. ❤

I’m trying to learn Japanese. It’s hard.

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Phew… that was a lot of facts. I hope they were sufficiently random, and at least a little interesting.

Lately a bad case of writer’s block has set in, but this tag came to me just on time! Thanks again, Catwing! And thanks to you, for taking time out of your day to read this post, I really appreciate it.

What are some random facts about you? Let me know down below, I’d love to hear from you!

Lady S

 

 

2018 Reading List, & Reflections

Here we are once again, at the start of a brand new year. A clean slate, if you will, filled with new possibilities, new adventures and uncertain, uncertainties. As the saying goes, time flies! And that statement rings truer still, at the closing of each year. We count down the days of the year, with ticks off the calendar, but when we finally reach its end, somehow, we are taken by surprise.

dsc002132018 was a decent year, as far as years go. It was the year I finally buckled down, and got back to writing seriously, (after squandering a couple years, with self-doubt, and undisciplined habits). While I didn’t complete an entire manuscript, I did come very close to finishing my longest writing project ever. I have no plans to pursue anything with the finished story, (or share it with any prying eyes, just yet), but I’ll be proud when I’m finished, and be able to say that I actually wrote a novel.

That’s a task that I can cross off my bucket list.

You might think I’m getting ahead of myself by saying this, but 2018 was also the year I started to feel old. Now my hair isn’t turning gray, and my joints aren’t giving out, mind you; but I had the odd realization that the days of my childhood are now officially, behind me, and that I am moving on to new goals, dreams and adventures. Strange and bittersweet, but it was definitely, a feeling that stood out to me last year.

One way I fell a little short, was in reaching my reading goals. I was hoping to read a minimum of forty books in 2018, but alas, only reached thirty five. I read some pleasant books, some challenging books, some downright boring books, and even a couple of simply terrible books. All in all, though, I feel like I pushed myself outside of my comfort zone, which was another goal I had set for myself.

Now onto the list, shall we?

Note: To make things easy, my favorites are typed in bold.

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Non-Fiction

  1. Outlining Your Novel by K.M. Weiland – 5
  2. The Maine Woods by Henry David Thoreau – 5
  3. Common Sense by Thomas Paine – 4
  4. Down the Garden Path by Beverley Nichols – 5
  5. What the Robin Knows by Jon Young – 2

Classics

  1. The Return of the King by J.R.R. Tolkien – 5
  2. Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Caroll – 4
  3. The Sign of the Four by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle – 4
  4. The Witch of Blackbird Pond by Elizabeth George Speare – 5
  5. A Daughter of the Land by Gene Stratton-Porter – 5
  6. Dead Man’s Folly by Agatha Christie –
  7. The Tennant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Brontë – 5
  8. Meet Mr. Mulliner by P.G. Wodehouse – 3
  9. Emily of New Moon by L.M. Montgomery – 4
  10. Nancy Drew and the Hidden Staircase by Carolyn Keene – 3

Sci-Fi/Fantasy/Speculative

  1. The Lighthouse Land by Adrian McKinley – 2
  2. Enclave by Ann Aguirre – 4
  3. The Well of Ascension by Brandon Sanderson – 5
  4. Nightfall by Shannon Messenger – 4
  5. The Paradise Wars by Stephen R. Lawhead – 3
  6. The Eternity Code by Eoin Colfer – 4
  7. The Opal Deception by Eoin Colfer – 4
  8. Song of the Sword by Hope Ann – 5
  9. Alanna by Tamora Pierce – 5
  10. In the Hand of the Goddess by Tamora Pierce – 4
  11. Fire and Hemlock Diana Wynne Jones – 3
  12. Eyes Like Stars by Lisa Mantchev – 2
  13. Dreamlander by K.M. Weiland – 3
  14. Egg and Spoon by Gregory Maguire – 3 
  15. Orphan’s Song By Gillian Bronte-Adams – 3
  16. Fawkes by Nadine Brandes – 4
  17. Little Brother by Corey Doctorow  – 3
  18. Follow Me Back by A.V. Geiger – 2
  19. Gifts From the Sea by Natalie Kinsey-Warnock – 4
  20. The Girl Who Could See by Kara Swanson – 5

TOTAL: 35

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Thus concludes my reading adventures, for the year, two thousand and eighteen. As I said last year, (and the year before that, and the year before that…) I’m going to push myself harder to read more. I know that I have the ability to read larger quantities of books, it’s just gotten buried beneath inordinate amounts of laziness, technology, and dare I say, Korean dramas. There is a time and a place for everything, though, and I am determined to make more time for books, and reading this year.

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How was your reading year in 2018?  Did you have any revelations, or epiphanies about life? What are your biggest plans for 2019? Leave me a comment, and let me know!

As always, thank you for reading,

Lady S

Get-To-Know-Me-Tag: Writer’s Edition

I have another tag to bring you all today!

This tag was created by Savannah Grace, and I was kindly tagged by my friends, Catwing, and Mariposa, and Aberdeen, over at Dino’s Digest. I may be the last person in the blogosphere to complete this tag, but I’m going to fix that right now.

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You might not know this, but in addition to being a writer of blogs, I’m also a writer of stories. Today I’m going to be answering some of the burning questions that you never knew you wanted to know about me.

Beginning with:

Vital Stats and Appearance 

Name:   You’ve probably guessed that one by now.

Nickname:   We’ll go with, Lady S.

Birthday:   Sometime in the spring. You may even call me a spring chicken! But that would  be stretching it.

Hair color/Length:   Dark brown, just above the shoulder.

Piercings/Tattoos:   Pierced ears, and a full sleeve of tattoos. In color. Just kidding. My ears aren’t actually pierced.

Righty/Lefty:   Righty

Ethnicity:   American, will suffice.

Firsts

Fist Novel Written:   Um…I’m still writing it.

First Novel Completed:   Haven’t completed any yet. Started a few, but they were all flops. None had names.

Award for Writing:   None currently.

First Publication:   Once upon a time, in an e-magazine far away, (RIP, Kingdom Pen) a short poem of mine was published. That is still the most crowning achievement of my writing career to date.

Conferences:   Conferences? Don’t you have to talk to, *shudders* people, at those things?

Query/Pitch:   At this moment in time, I don’t have one, thankfully.1020181211

Favorites

Novel (that you wrote):   Am I allowed to say, the one that I haven’t written yet? Because it’s definitely that one.

Genre:   A couple of years ago I would have said, fantasy. But these days, my horizon has broadened a little, to places such as, speculative, classics, and even into non-fiction.

Author:   The first that comes to mind, would be Diana Wynne Jones, for her epic fantasies, and of course, Howl’s Moving Castle. But also Gene Stratton-Porter, for the way she blends her love of story, with her love of nature, in a way that I can only dream of coming close to.

Writing Music:   Hmm… That changes pretty frequently. But lately it’s been anything from the YouTube channel, Smyang, his piano covers are lovely.

Writing Snack/Drink:   I don’t really eat while I write, but if I do, it’s usually something unhealthy. (Hot Cheetos, preferably, but then my keyboard suffers greatly!) On the healthier side of the street, apple slices are handy, and thankfully not very messy.

Movie:   I’ve never had one movie that I’d call my ultimate favorite. So I’m just going to choose one that I have enjoyed, and that maybe you would too. And that movie is called, A Letter to Momo. It’s a movie with a unique storyline, accompanied by a cast of eclectic, and very memorable characters.

Writing Memory:   I don’t think I have any special memories, but if I had to pick, it would probably be when I wrote my first, decent story and got into such a rhythm that I was able to crank out seven pages in one sitting. (Being somewhat of a pantser, that’s quite a lot for me!)

Childhood Book:   Now that’s a pretty a tough question but, The Tale of Despereaux, by Kate DiCamillo, is definitely a prominent one in my memory. Then there’s, The Tail of Emily Windsnap, by Liz Kessler. Those books were the mermaid stories of my childhood dreams.

Currently

Reading:   Orphans Song, by Gillian Bronte Adams, and also, What the Robin Knows, by Jon Young. (So far, the Robin doesn’t know anything very interesting. Wouldn’t recommend.)

Writing:   This. While procrastinating and not finishing my current writing project. (A.K.A., my first actual novel)

Listening To:   The wind howling through the trees, and rattling down the chimney pipe beside me. It’s quite a blustery day and rather rotten.

Watching:   Nothing at the moment, as I’m taking a short respite from TV shows. I’ve fallen very far, and very deep into the pit that is, K-Drama’s. After growing tired of nearly all Western entertainment, I had to travel all the way to Korea, (through the internet, of course) to find something interesting. But it’s a dangerous road to travel my friends, be forewarned.

Learning:   I’m actually attempting to re-teach myself piano. Not formally or anything, but since I played several years ago, I figured it wouldn’t be too hard to jump back in. (…I was wrong)

Future

Want to be Published:   Yes, I think so.

Traditional or Indie:   That’s something I’ve been contemplating, but for now, I’m going to keep my options open.

Wildest Goal:   Get published! Or maybe just travel to, Japan. Though I’m not sure which one is more unlikely.  😉

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There you have it. I wonder if you feel like you know me just a little more now?

Thanks again, to Dino’s Digest, and Catwing, for tagging me! I had a lot of fun answering these questions, and I hope you had fun reading them, too.

And since I don’t have anyone to tag, I’m presenting the opportunity to all of you, if you’d like, to consider yourself tagged, or even leave your answers in a comment down below. I’d love to hear from you!

Thanks for reading,

Lady S

 

 

 

Autumn Reads

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As the seasons change, when the days shorten and the nights get a little colder, I so look forward to reading. My spirit begins to crave the quiet evenings, when I can settle down with a cup of tea and a good story.

Now that the busy days of summer are coming to an end, that means I have a little less on my plate, and that allows me more time for reading. I’ve noticed that in the colder months, my taste in reading materials changes a bit; and now that it’s officially Autumn, I thought I’d share some of the books that have found their way onto my list this season.

The Maine Woods, by Henry David Thoreau

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Over the course of three years, and three trips, into the yet unknown regions of Maine, Thoreau gives an account of the whys, hows, and wonders of the woods, as he sees them.

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Fall, more so than Summer, is the time I find myself most curious, and in want of something involving nature. I’m not sure why exactly, but these types of stories really call to me, and The Maine Woods, in particular sounds like a perfect fit for the season.

Wildwood, by Colin Meloy

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After her brother is abducted by a murder of crows, Prue’s life is turned on its head. Prue, and her friend Curtis, must brave the Impassable Wilderness, or what the locals call, Wildwood. There they will uncover a secret world, full of darkness and mystics, and soon they’ll learn that their mission has become something much more than they first thought.

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I don’t know much about this book, but sometimes it’s fun going into a story without any presumptive ideas or notions. I was drawn to the beautiful, fascinating cover, and I really hope that this book will meet my expectations. I’m especially excited to start this story, because the cool, fall days/nights of October, always call for something a little strange and mysterious.

Emily of New Moon, L.M. Montgomery

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After the death of her father, Emily is placed in the care of her mother’s relatives. A stranger and outsider, the family isn’t thrilled with the new responsibility on their hands. But once settled, Emily becomes enchanted by New Moon Farm, and forms strong bonds with new friends, and soon her Aunt Elizabeth will wonder how they ever got along without her.

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Fall, and classics go hand-in-hand, in my opinion. I love classics any time of year, but when the weather cools, my first choice of reads is usually a classic of some sort. Anne of Green Gables, is one of my favorite stories ever, and since I’ve not read Emily yet, it’s just the right time to fix that. I’m especially curious to read this, because I’ve heard that Emily, was actually the author’s favorite character.

The Ghost of the Mary Celeste, by Valerie Martin

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In 1857, a merchant ship was discovered off the shores of Spain, with her cargo still intact, but not a trace of her crew. The mystery sparked great interest for the struggling writer, Arthur Conan Doyle. After his story causes a sensation in America, it catches the attention of two very different journalists. As the two dive into the history of the vessel, and the families involved, a tragic story unfolds.

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When I stumbled across this book, the title and eerie cover, instantly grabbed my attention. After I skimmed the description, it was exactly the type of story I wanted to read this fall. Set in centuries past, and revolving around a spectral ship, appearing in the mist, well… I was all in.

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I kept the list short, because I know that there are going to be plenty of other shiny, new books that will inevitably, cross my path, and call for my attention. But for now, I’m going to make an effort to read these four books this fall. I’m really excited, and can’t wait to get started. Strangely too, it makes me immensely happy that all of these books have such lovely covers that compliment each other so well! Just an added bonus, I suppose.

What about you? What books are you most looking forward to reading this fall season? Leave me a comment down below, I’d love to hear from you!

Thanks for reading,

Lady S

 

 

 

 

S U M M E R

Ah, summer, a most beloved time of year. It’s the time for exploring, adventuring, and of course, the ever-important-staple… ice cream. Though we have some time yet, before summer officially transitions into fall; I can already feel the change in the air, (despite the still-hot temperatures). The change of seasons, is such an integral part of  life, yet it still manages to catch us by surprise.  It’s mysterious and magical when a season begins to change, and in some inexplicable way, it makes me feel closer to God. My senses seem to be more heightened and I feel more aware of life, itself.
So in tribute to my love of summer, and this year’s memories, here’s a look back:

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With any season, there are certain things that you only do at that particular time of year, and as I was thinking back to what I’ve done, I was thinking that I really hadn’t done much.

I didn’t go on any extravagant trips, or accomplish any spectacular feat, (as I always dream of). But then I remembered all of the small, seemingly insignificant things that I’d done. And I had to smile to myself, when I realized I hadn’t done “nothing” at all.DSC03666

Like the fact that I went swimming, in an actual pool. I once vowed that swimming pools were off limits, germaphobe that I am. It was only going to be oceans or some other great, natural body of water. (Both of which I live very far from.) But this year, I found myself neck deep, in a public swimming pool. Not once, but TWICE! I have to admit, though, it wasn’t as bad as I feared, and I actually had fun. Especially because I was able to spend time with my friends and family. And surprisingly, I managed to avoid catching a brain-eating amoeba along the way.
Hooray!

DSC03713Another unexpected surprise, was my sister convincing me to “camp” OUTSIDE. I’ve never  been camping, and I can’t really say that I’m sorry. The closest I’ve ever come, is sleeping in a hammock, in my backyard. And I never wanted to do that again, simply because I didn’t get any actual sleep at all. Why would I make myself miserable all night, when I have a nice comfy bed, right there; the notion baffled me. Yet at 3 a.m., I found myself in the back of my dad’s pick-up truck, piled with blankets, and pillows, staring into the night. I watched the stars streak their way across the sky, listened to coyotes howling in the hills, and felt the warm summer breeze on my face. While I didn’t get a wink of sleep all night, I did have a lot of fun playing card games, and eating snacks late into night, with my sisters.

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Summer is also the time when we harvest fresh fruits and vegetables from the garden. This year happened to be a very good one for peaches. We didn’t get many, but the ones we did get were enormous, and beautiful, and exquisitely delicious. The memory of biting into the sweet, sun soaked fruit is one I won’t soon forget. Nothing beats a summer harvest of fresh fruits and vegetables! I’m just sad I ate them all.DSC04640

Something I don’t always do, yet is always a treat, is going to an all-American baseball game. Nothing else quite captures the essence of summer, like wading through swarming swathes of people, squeezing into hot crowded seats, and paying for exceedingly overpriced mediocre snacks. Though I’m not a huge fan of baseball, or large crowds, it’s nice to get out and enjoy it for an evening. Especially when fireworks are involved. DSC03170

There are dozens of other little things that filled those lurid, summer days. Like climbing onto the roof in the evening, for a bird’s eye view of the neighborhood. Or making late-night runs to the drive through for ice-cream, spending lazy afternoons watching stormclouds march across the horizon, and countless other ramblings.DSC04605

Whatever shape or size it comes in, summer is one of the most special times of the year. My life varies very little, but it’s the subtle changes that make all the difference. In a few months time, when I’m shivering beneath a blanket, I’ll be able to look back at these fond memories of the time when it was warm, and green. I hope you enjoyed seeing a glimpse of what my summer looked like this year. And no matter what you did, I hope you breathed in deep, and cherished even the tiniest, little flavor(s) of the season.

“For he who would love life and see good days, let him refrain his tongue from evil, and his lips from speaking deceit. Let him turn away from evil and do good; let him seek peace and pursue it.” 1 Peter 3:10-11  

How about you?  Have you done anything special  this summer? What makes it “summer” for you?

Thank you for reading,

Lady S

Painting a Cottage

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Do you ever dream of whisking yourself off to a secluded corner of the world? Settling down to live a quiet life, in a cozy cottage, with only the trees for company?  I do, quite often, actually. (Can you say ‘introvert’?)

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It’s the one ever-present dream in the back of my mind….
It’s the one dream I want, more than anything else… that cottage deep in the woods (or near the ocean). I’m not sure exactly, when that feeling started, but I feel like it has been with me always.  It travels with me every day and has become part of me, and I think I will hold fast to it, always.

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So, in honor of my dream, I decided to design and paint my little cottage. I haven’t actually, water colored in a while, so I’m a little rusty.  I took this time to practice, and hone my dimensional skills both, as an artist and as a dreamer.

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I “drew” inspiration (no pun intended), from a few photos on the internet, and also a bit from the ol’ noggin. For materials, I tried out my new Prismacolor Col-Erase pencil, in the color vermilion, (which I happen to adore). It blends incredibly well with paints, and markers.

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I also used my trusty Winsor & Newton water color palette, along with Guache paints for a few accents.

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I’m pleased with the outcome, but, I still have plenty of room for improvement. I really want to work on creating more texture, and layers, but that will only come with practice. (Any tips would be appreciated.)

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This is my hand crafted depiction of my little, dream cottage in the woods, and I would happily live here, if the opportunity should ever arise.
Until then, I’ll keep the idea tucked away in my “heart-pocket”.

What about you?
What is your dream home?
Do you have any dreams tucked away in your “heart-pocket”?

Anyway, thanks for reading,

Lady S