Tuesday, July 22, 2014

meadowbrook farm



Maybe one of the prettiest places I’ve ever seen. Definitely one of the cutest houses. And I tried, VERY hard, not to drool over the big red barn.

This is Meadowbrook Farm of Montana. :)

Monday, July 21, 2014

dreams come slow, but they go so fast



I’ve always had a thing for milestones, dates—memorializing the things of the past. Forgetting is not my thing. I remember even when I was very young asking my mom questions about getting older, about remembering. “Do you remember very much from when you were little? Does it all seem fuzzy now? Will I forget everything about growing up?”

Maybe that’s why I love pictures. They help me remember.

A year ago tonight, I was sharing an upstairs guest room in Philadelphia with my bff Hannah and my little brother Caleb. A year ago tomorrow, I said goodbye to them both and to the beautiful Pennsylvania that was my home for a small but filled-to-bursting two months.

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I have been blessed to see my adoptive PA family twice since then—for a two-week visit in October and then when they came out for my wedding in February. I even got to see my dear Hannah and Caleb again in April when I went to Florida. But oh how I miss them, and always will as long as 2,500 miles lay between us.

I just hope that in heaven we’ll be neighbors.

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Saturday, July 19, 2014

montana views



Sunshine and bear grass, craggy peaks and green lakes, steep sweaty hikes and thousands of mosquitoes waiting for us at 8,000 feet—yes, I had a memorable first trip to Montana. We fueled our ten-hour drive with drinks from Sonic and Starbucks, then filled our days with food, trails, Dominoes, and Mike’s Hard Lemonade. I took a dip in the coldest glacier water I’ve ever touched and felt it instantly immobilize my limbs in its vice-like grip, pressing the oxygen out of my lungs in short panicky gasps. I waded amid a cloud of minnows in Lake Como and felt them tickle my feet with their odd little lips. I ate the best sweet potato fries I’ve ever had, spent hours pond-watching on the dock, somehow survived the warping experience of watching What About Bob, and rather pitifully lost every single game of Mexican train. It was a blast. More photos to come. :)


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