On Travelling

I think I'm finally realizing why it's so important for me to travel. I'm starting to grasp it softly. It's like a wind that blows sparingly. Not seeing it, hardly feeling it, but knowing it's there, somehow.

It came to me suddenly. As someone was trying to discourage me from going alone at all costs, how dangerous it would be; I would be better off playing it safe, going with a group, or not going at all- I had my own thoughts. Why are people so afraid of tragedy? Why are people so afraid to die?

I have my own thoughts.

I would rather take the biggest risk I possibly can, than stay stagnant, waiting for more-

Waiting for more life.

I need to see people, I need to see life. I don't think I have the ability to let life happen to me. I don't think I have been blessed with a life that just is. I need to watch life, to sit on the outside, to learn, to grow-

To never be satisfied with anything. To always keep moving, keep traveling, keep running.

This life is not ours. This life is not mine. The things we have are a gift that can be taken away just as quickly. We do not know what our gift will be tomorrow.

I have to keep moving.

That life is not for me to have. One that marries her best friend, buys her first house with a garden, retires and lives her life peacefully-

Safely.

No I cannot live safely. I must risk it all. It is all worth the risk.

Life is the risk.

Best Albums of 2013

Ok... so it's late. Whatever!

Better than never, right? Ok let's dive in!



1) The National - Trouble Will Find Me

2) Local Natives - Hummingbird

3) The Band Perry - Pioneer

4) She + Him - Volume 3

5) Minus the Bear - Infinity Overhead

6) Said the Whale - hawaiii

7) Fitz and the Tantrums - More Than Just a Dream

8) John Mayer - Paradise Valley

A little bit of late fall/winter decor

This one was a fun one, because it involves pinecone hunting. While I was planning it out, I was thinking where on earth are all the pine trees in my town? Well after careful deliberation, I thought Ponderosa street was the best place to start. (get it?) Anyways behold, the glittery pine cone thing!
Here's what you need:



Tie the string around the pine cones, and spray paint them with gold and silver (glitter) paint.








Hang the lights on the wall and pin the pine cones into the wall above the lights. and voila!





This is just a fun way to add some nature to your seasonal (or year round) home decorating. Happy pine cone hunting!

Dreams of France, and Food

When French Women Cook
A book I recently checked out has turned out to be quite inspirational. The author goes through stories about a few different women who were either French geniuses or new women who were and had the pleasure of looking up to them in their lives. Each story just makes me pine for a life in provincial France even more- though I know that times are different now, even in the places you thought time could elude. Alas, at least you can try. Here in America, cooking doesn't quite find allusion to concepts and ingredients developed in rural France. Each story in the book is followed by 5 or 6 pages of infamous recipes inspired (or taken straight out of the kitchen) by these French women. It's like not only are their sentences form a different planet, but so are their recipes. Everything is exciting and new- though new to me.

I just like to picture myself out in the country picking wild mushrooms (even though I hate mushrooms) under the tree behind my house as the sun begins to set and moisture hits the ground. Or kneading dough in the wee, early morning sun-rise. Perhaps it's just the old simplicity of life that I desire. It's something that's nearly impossible to duplicate today. But I'll keep dreaming, I'll get there someday. For now I'll just attempt to cook with my store-bought creme fraiche and drink my ice cold 2% milk. Life's a dream.
Yep.
-Krista

The Best Time of Year (in my opinion)

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Well let me explain why fall is the best time of year. For starters, summer sucks and any change from that is gladly embraced. I go wild when the seasons start to change. Another point: Fall is all about the anticipation of said change. This is the time of year when things start moving again. Things come alive. At least in my opinion.

What I've Always Wanted

You all know the story. Every little girl is obsessed with horses when she is little and if she is still obsessed as she grows then it's meant to be.

You remember throwing coins into a water fountain? Remember the wish you made before you blew out the candles? I remember every single one- because they were all the same.

"I wish I had a horse".

Every time. And even still.

My sister Erika and I are still obsessed. To the core. Of all the rediculous and absurd things I want to do, horses are, and always will be what I want more than anything. If you're like me, and you don't know who Joe Camp is, then you need to read his book the soul of a horse. It changed everything.

A few months ago I had to make a decision. Probably the biggest one I ever made. When I got my new job last summer I was making a lot more money than I ever had, enough to change things, change the way I lived. It became a choice between moving out of my mother's house, and adopting/buying a horse. I went back and forth in my head constantly. I remember the night I decided it was a horse that I wanted. Matt will witness to my behavior that night. I'd only been that excited and high like that one other time in my life and I'm not about to compare a horse to the Holy Spirit of God, but I'll just say that I was crack happy. I couldn't stop giggling and screaming and making dinosaur noises... like the whole night. Then I read Joe's book, and I realized what I had to do. He made me see things through the eyes of a horse, something I'd never done, never seen, never been taught. And it made me see that where I am right now, won't do for a horse. I want to give my future friend my very best, and that's not my life right now. I don't have what it takes... yet.

I'm by no means giving up my dream, it just means that I'm willing to do it right, and not make sacrifices.

A Calling

I feel like in the last month I've completely forgotten how to slow down and just think. A thousand storms keep calling me to fight and now I just can't fight anymore.

So today I took a field trip. I used to come here a lot more often but Somewhere in the last year time has aged me.

What happened to my sense of adventure? What happened to my spontaneity? Where did my love for life leave me? Time has stopped everything in its tracks. And left me senseless- waiting for a call.

But today I answered. For the first time it seems in a hundred years. I came back to the ocean.

The ocean is my medicine.
      The mountains call me home.