7.30.2010
the.hottie.that.is.special.K
7.28.2010
road.tripping
7.26.2010
mountain.flowers
7.23.2010
lazy.days.of.summer
7.20.2010
conquering.the.urban.assault
we just may have convinced the reporter to interview us and
we just may have convinced him to do the slip 'n slide in his fancy-pants dress clothes while I filmed it and
we just may have broken quite a few rules of the road Sunday morning and had the time of our lives doing it.
I dunno ... you decide.
7.18.2010
the.writer.and.the.artist
Ode to my Range of Mountains
The mountains live in my backyard
pressed tight against this valley—
a mother wearing an apron of snow
father with a jagged beard
little sister burned in summer—
Tell me, mountains that raised me,
why didn’t you warn me
when I was going to make a mistake?
Still, thank you,
for many things:
for long grass in springtime,
the red fox who darted out,
the deer and the steep path,
the stream and beaver dams,
for the time I hiked to your top at night
and lost the trail coming down,
for the way the weeds glowed like gold
under the navy sky as I came down through them—
the way I felt that I too had been alive a thousand years.
{Ashley Mae Hoiland}
For more of this yummy goodness, check her work out here and thank me later.
7.15.2010
love.affair.with.summer
7.13.2010
Lily.in.the.desert
{a Lily in the desert - mine, of course; Arches National Park July 2010}
in the midsummer parch
of the desert
i saw new life
defiant and undeterred
a throaty whispering of
the very same possibility
in my own soul
xo,
{moi}