orange juice

February 13, 2024

• "aw" moments

  I just pulled at my yoga mat from the bench storage thing up on the balcony. I saw that the beach umbrella I bought is still there from last summer, too. Seeing both made me feel pretty happy. It’s the little things. The tiny “aw” moments. There's something metaphorically and literally comforting about sitting on and seeing that mat.

• tiny tiny

  I always felt like this tiny house in this tiny town felt like home.

• strings

  It took me quite a long while to write, piece it together for flow as I had a lot of different strings of thought stringing along that needed to tie to something other than itself.

• photoshoot fun

  I thought about how maybe I can do a post about the photoshoot Miriam and I did just for fun. And how I do a lot of things just because of that: for the for at it. Not because I have to or need to, but because I f-ing want to. That, I believe, is a defining characteristic of me: someone who just does — and tries — things for the heck of it.

• mmmmm hygge

  Mmmmn, it feels so good up here on this balcony with the slight squish of my mat under my bum. I even brought my alpaca blanket up to cover up with. I barely need it, but it adds an extra layer of hygge.

• strings 2

  Even if they are all just strings stringing along, at least, they’re stringing somewhere. Forward. Telling something of sustenance, if only for my soul.

• oj

  Okay, first things first: breakfast with orange juice. I really don't think I will ever get tired of fresh OJ where the oranges are grown just steps away or a stone’s throw, as they say.