Last week was my one-year anniversary of starting this blog. It’s been an interesting and fulfilling project. I’m still struggling with trying to find my voice and direction but I’m enjoying the journey. Mostly because, by having the blog, I have a reason to go out and photograph random things. And who knows where these random outings may lead?
This anniversary also happens to coincide with some big changes in my life. I am finally working solely for myself! This (hopefully!) means I will have more time to devote to my various projects and passions. Many of which I hope to share with you all here. So stay tuned as I catch up on some past travel pieces, delve further into food photography and continue to explore.
Thank you to all who enjoy and support my photography, it means the world to me.
Oh…and just because… here’s a shot from one of my wanderings that I’ve yet to post.
Truth be told, football has never been my thing, and while I’ve truly enjoyed living in Seattle for the past seven years, I haven’t entirely felt like I belong. But this last month, the 12th man has won my heart. The die hard fans of Seattle have taught me that a some teams are just worth rooting for (especially a group of athletes that were told they would never make it in this league). More importantly, they’ve taught me that Seattle is a city that stands behind its people, with passion.
I’m not sure I can adequately describe the energy surrounding Seattle over the past month. It’s electrifying. You can’t turnaround without seeing another jersey, another flag, another set of blue and green lights, another new friend wearing your colors. If you believe in the power of positive thinking and had experienced these fans for yourself, you’d never had doubted our Seahawks. Yes, I said “our” Seahawks; the 12th man finally made me feel connected to my adopted home, for which I can’t thank them enough. Go Hawks!
It snowed in Seattle this morning! Nearly an inch! The news channels have been talking about it for a week, so it wasn’t exactly a surprise, but still it was rather nice to wake up to a wintry world…almost like being back home in Vermont. Almost.
8 hours later and all that’s left is a slushy mess. It was nice while it lasted and given how Seattle handles snow covered roads, I can’t say I’m sorry to see it go.
The Chai tea latte is my go-to drink whether I’m stressed, happy, anxious or relaxed. It is the perfect mixture of tea and cream, sweet and spicy. And is especially delightful on a fall day like today. One in which I find myself dressed all in sweats, editing photos, chai in hand, cat at my side and feeling rather content about it all.