"First we forgot where we planted those bulbs last year...

And then we forgot that we planted 'em.
Then we forgot what plants are all together,
and I blamed you for my freezing and forgetting. "

Do you know that Dar Williams song? February.

I wanted to be sure before Thanksgiving, and before the snow fell I planted bulbs. So I went to the store and spent an hour dreaming of what it (our porch) would look like this coming spring...and got that song stuck in my head.

"You stopped and pointed and you said, 'That's a crocus.'  And I said, 'What's a crocus?' And you said, 'It's a flower.'

I tried to remember, but I said, 'What's a flower?'

You said, 'I still love you.' "

* I love their little papery whiskers.

Mmmm, dirt!

Also, I had Blackberries for lunch, a while back. And they were so beautiful that I had to take a picture of them. They reminded me of when we lived in Washington, and Soren and I would walk around the lake. It seemed that most of the forest was just blackberry canes. We'd sneak our tiny arms through the brambles in a crazy thorn maze---and we'd get cut and scraped but it was all worth it when that black beautiful juicy berry (the size of your thumb!) would explode in your mouth.

Purple tongues are a sign of true happiness.

Barker Family Shots

Look at this good looking group!

I love Dave and Karen. They were so kind to invite me up for Thanksgiving, and man, we got blessed with the best weather for pictures!

I finally got to meet the mysterious Mark!

Ammon and Jes and little Emma---who STOLE THE SHOW!

She's hilarious.

Here's beautiful Jes.

Dallin and Becki pretty much top my list of 10 favorite people.

And then...there's Kira, who is luminous! LOVE THIS GIRL!

How do you solve a problem like...

MARIA?!


AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Preview...

More Katie

I would totally believe that little birds did her hair...

I live with freaking princesses.

Is that really an exercise ball behind that bride?

Why, yes. Yes it is. That is just....High Fashion "rite thurr".

Going dress shopping with Katie tomorrow. She's gonna be a BEAUTIFUL bride!

Sniff, sniff...is that smoke!?

Dear Void,

If I happen to die in my bed tonight due to smoke inhalation or some poison gas, please know that I have been all over this house and have determined that it's not coming from us.

It's a chilly night, and cold, damp air outside is heavy with a bad smokey, marijuana smell.

Paranoid sleep is the only option.

Love me,

Kaje

Shots of the day

Me....and my shadow.

I love how Amara says she'll sing me a "Merm-laid song". I love how she squeals, "Keesten's hew!" in the morning. I love having a mini me!

Just a little somthin' somthin'

See Jane Swoon...

It's late, and can't sleep. Bonus for you--here's a silly post in a response to a funny guy I recently met, who claimed that all girls swoon over horses.

I laughed at the time, because all 5 of the girls present shook their heads, and claimed it wasn't true.

The following is a list of things that make my heart go pitter-pat. You'll note that, although I find prancing ponies quite nice at times, they are completely absent from this list.

PLACES

Basically, anywhere that has sky meeting sea, meeting mountains....My heart leaps!

Cascade Mountains, WA

Kole Kole Pass, HI

Kolob Canyon, UT

THINGS:

I positively glow, at the sight of a new National Geographic. I know just how it will sound as I flip through the pages, and just how all those full spread photos will smell. My pulse quickens--adrenaline rush! It's bliss!

IZZE------------'Nuff said

First snows of the year...Powerful emotion.

You might be thinking to yourself, yes, but these are things that almost everyone enjoys.

Now, lest you think I'm not letting any silliness reveal itself in the reality that is a good girly swoon--allow me to introduce the next thing that makes my eyelashes flutter...

A well designed cake plate. I don't know why. I just LOVE them. Passionate love! Yes, unafraid of rebuke or chastisement---I find them to be most swoon worthy.

Someday, I hope to prove my theory that walking though celestial realms is probably something akin to wading through stacks of silk, and walking on soft squishy green moss.

ARTISTS:

All of these artists create works that could make me faint dead away.

Brian Kershisnik

Albrecht Durer
Nick Bantock

and of course....P.J. LYNCH!!!!!

*sigh

SCENTS:

Sagebrush before/after a thunderstorm. That is the smell of LIFE!

Cedar...Comforting, spicy, and mesmerizing. I wish my room smelled like this.

BOOKS! Old books and manuscripts. 20 swooning points awarded to you if you can guess what this is from... No cheating. And an EXTRA 20 bonus swooning points if you can read it aloud in the original Old English.

Okay, let's just be honest.... Boy smell. Mmmmmmmm!

OTHER:

Walt Whitman.

A good dance class...My mind goes to another place. Also, somehow my body only feels beautiful when it's moving. Tired muscles, and concentrated limbs, and my heart and head still following the rhythm long after the music is gone... absolutely swoon worthy.

Actually, Singing at the top of my lungs. The act of creating through dance, paint, clay, paper, or camera...that...THAT! makes me dizzy with felicity.

There isn't enough room on the internet for how much music plays a part of my swoony-ness.

What's on your swoon list?