I took these photos early last Sunday morning between rain showers. It has rained every day for almost two weeks, but honestly, I really don't mind it. It fills me with an overall sense of calm and slowing down, as if it is preparing me for this transition into Autumn and its shorter days.
I had a deep sense of restlessness a week or so ago and couldn't figure out why. I took some time Sunday to journal for awhile to see if I could unearth the source of my unease, and it boiled down to this: I haven't been creating much. And for me, creating is as necessary as healthy eating to feel balanced, joyful, and happy. I have let the overwhelming need to get organized at school dictate how much I was shooting and writing and learning new things, but it has cost me. So I vowed last weekend that I would shoot every day and write every day for at least 20 minutes. And it has been so good for me. Hard, but good. But, in that goodness, I caught myself being overly critical of some photos I shot one day and then realized that it is in the doing that I continue to evolve as a creator and an artist - not the mistakes or unsatisfactory images that show up - and that is what is important. Growing. Learning. That's where I want to be.
As for what we've been up to as of late -
1. A white cat has appeared and has taken up residence in the bushes in front of our house. This is no good. It belongs to a woman two houses down from us, but for whatever reason, prefers us. I have tried to encourage it to just go home already, but it won't. And we found out last week that the woman is moving...she had better take her cat with her.
2. Fire ants are tiny and merciless. Iris got into some out in the yard and they swarmed her legs. Poor girl. I brought her in and doctored her up, and then gave her some Benadryl so she could sleep some of their poison off. They are mean, mean, mean little suckers.
3. We tried boiled peanuts and discovered that we are not true Southerners. We are impostors. I generally have more adventurous taste in foods than does Chris, but even I thought they were gross. We just don't get it.
4. About a month and a half ago, Chris and I decided to switch to a primarily plant-based diet. We chose to give it a try after a conversation about our long-term health and although it has been a challenge (more so for him than me since I had already cut back on my meat consumption), it has definitely been worth it. I have had to be far more creative and work to really adapt some of our go-to recipes. I have also found that it is easy to fall into a rut during the week if I don't prepare meals/ingredients in advance. At this point, we are probably eating about an 80/20 ratio and have nearly cut out all dairy. We eat quite a bit of fish and seafood and go through an astounding amount of fruit and vegetables. Especially beans. We eat a lot of beans. But, I no longer feel the sluggishness I once did after eating and I can tell immediately when I've eaten something that isn't as good for me. Seriously. Like, within 5 minutes. We have always, always, always loved pizza and we were both stunned to discover a few weeks ago that we didn't really enjoy it anymore. We had ordered one from a local pizza place (a place we had been to many times before committing to more plant-based foods), so we knew we had enjoyed it before, but this time, it was way too heavy and wasn't satisfying at all. I looked at Chris and told him, "Well, I never expected that to happen." I knew our palates would change, but I didn't think they would that much. It will be interesting to see how this continues to play out. Chris and I just talked about it to evaluate how we feel about it, and we both agree that we are going to stick to it. As far as sharing recipes, I have been experimenting a lot with vegan and vegetarian replacements and recipes and hope to share some of those soon.
6. It is all sorts of ridiculous, but Chris and I have become huge fans of The Walking Dead. As in, we will watch episode after episode after episode on Netflix. I still have to look away at the gory parts, but I am completely suckered by the story and the characters. And even more ridiculous - for a week or two, I had zombie dreams night after night. So did Chris. So now we will watch an episode and then follow it with a rerun of Parks & Rec to even things out. RIDICULOUS, I KNOW.
7. We sold our beefy, sweet ride of a Chevy truck. It was time - sadly. But I won't lie - I miss it even though it was a money pit and the tires were of ridiculous redneck proportions and it had rust and dents everywhere.
8. I dyed my hair red again after letting it go back to its natural color and one of my students has now nicknamed me, "Mrs. Flashy Fire." Huh.
9. I think I am the only person in South Carolina who doesn't give a flying flip about college football. I DON'T CARE. STOP BOTHERING ME ABOUT IT.
Happy Saturday, my friends. I hope it's a good one wherever you are and no one is silently judging you for your love/hate of college football. (If you love it, that's okay. Just don't expect me to talk about it with you.)
Sites I Dig
The Road is Home
The Seed & Plate
Sharon Covert Photography
The Define School
The Noisy Plume
Sarah Gee Photography
Fox & Owl Studio
The Stork and The Beanstalk
Mellow Yellow Photography
A Simple Little Journal
What I've Been Reading
The Girls by Emma Cline
A Land More Kind Than Home by Wiley Cash
Dark Places by Gillian Flynn
Never Broken by Jewel
Hold Still by Sally Mann