45 / 52 : “Snow”

Magical, mesmerizing mist. Fluffy, frosty flakes. Peaceful, puffy powder. Mhhhmmm…the wintery quiet has come. I love watching snow fall. We had a definite wave come through this afternoon and it left a precious few inches for us to play. My children’s begging eyes exchanged glances between the window and Mommy…pleeeaaaassee! It was time to make dinner – but it is always time to make memories instead. As night was consuming the backyard, there we were throwing on some boots, gloves, and warm clothes. Out we went into our mini wonderland. Our little snowman was silly, and giggles were aplenty. Snowballs were flying. My little girl would growl and toss a spat of snow with her ill-fitting mittens. My little man would charge his dad and laugh hysterically. Aaaaaand Dad beamed us all.

45 / 52 : “Snow”


By the end of our little evening adventure my hands were burning with cold because I chose to video/photograph the event instead of wear my gloves. Ehh…it was worth it. I LOVE hearing those babies laugh. I cherish every bit of our story together…


Self Portrait Project

I have been inspired by a friend this past year to get back behind my camera and do a 52 Week Self Portrait Project. (Thank you Alisha ūüôā¬†http://alishaippolito.com/blog/¬†– check her out!) Last year was a bit crazy with moving, jobs, health issues, etc… so my time behind the lens was VERY lacking. It might be tough, but a little time of reflection and creativity with my camera will do me some good for this upcoming year. I will try and post my new self portrait at the end of each week. Since this is the end of the first week of January (already….can’t believe it) here is my first photo:

1 / 52 : “Winter”

I have been enjoying my first Winter season in Virginia. This week was our first real cold snap dipping down into the the 20’s and teens…it was then that we realized our thermostat wasn’t hooked up properly. That’s all fixed. It was back into the 50’s today which made for a lovely, early shopping day for me…I’m not into wearing tons of layers, I’d rather be a little cold! Ha Ha…

I never really experienced “winter” growing up in Florida and when I first moved Mid-Atlantic I didn’t really like it. Now, Winter’s chill is beginning to warm up on me – boots, scarves, hot drinks, BOOTS, sweaters….and dressing my kids in cute¬†outerwear. I am liking the cold, just not the REALLY cold, which is why I am happy with our placement on the map. So, the first of 52 is complete with a season and a hope that this year will be a creative one!

Word of the Week #8

It is that time of year again. The time where you look up to see dark skeletons against a gray sky. Where the bright, full colors have melted away to reveal empty arms and a cold openness to what had once felt so inviting. Within the still world of  simple branches and a floor of brown leaves there is something serene, something captivating, something:


adjective: the nature of or characteristic of dreams; visionary; vague; soothing, restful, quieting; given to daydreaming or reverie (dictionary.com)

synonyms: fanciful, idealistic, imaginary, intangible, lulling, marvelous, mythical, otherworldly, shadowy, soothing, whimsical (thesaurus.com)

Crunching footfalls resound through the lonely trunks; every sound is louder and more resonate than previous seasons. The whipping wind teases and chills. The onset of this blustery time at first seems forbidding and desolate, but as you stop and take in the barren landscape it begins to transform into something “imaginary”.

Everything is a world of neutrals, monotone grays and browns – a beautiful pallet that allows random and elusive color to pop in and out: a bright blue sky, deep green holly, or red berries. The visual contrasts bring something “fanciful” to an otherwise dreary time.

¬†There is something “soothing” to this silent season – to sipping your favorite hot drink while listening to nothing as the cold nips at your nose and attempts to reach your gloved fingers. Your mind opens a little wider, stretches a little farther and relaxes just slightly from allowing that bit of nothing into its ever hectic self. Everyone needs a little nothing now and again. Within that nothing is usually when the most somethings occur.

Do not dread the cold bite of winter, embrace its enchanting and “dreamy” qualities. Find stability in the shorter days and warmth on the cold nights. This season seems frail and weak, but it is actually the backbone of all the seasons – the one that shakes off the year and begins anew. It is the ashes that the warmer times rise from and the calm before the storm. Hope for a little snow. Enjoy a “marvelous” winter….

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