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Last weekend I took myself on a date to LochRaven reservoir. Actually it was a run. But with the warmish weather and the sunlight through the trees and the quiet, winding, leaf-strewn road it was kind of romantic.
I think my camera is on its way out because nothing was coming out as beautiful as it was. But these two I liked:
post-fall trees, pre-winter sky
And these were beautiful on a the asphalt.
the littlest one!!
Since hes been posted up on Facebook already I figure this is ok with R&H&P
Nephew #2!
Remy Sharp--welcome to the light!
Punkins.
I have not been outside the house today. Its chilly and dreary. So I had my coffee in. And I studied in.
And then I made mexican cornbread for the 2nd week in a row and Im not sorry. Its so good.
And then since tomorrow is Halloween, Alaina and I decided to carve our pumpkins.
good color.
before the medieval torture began.
Meet Jack and Freckles.
How sad that we have no candles...
dreams
Last night I dreamt I was discussing traumatic surgeries with my clinical group. I blame this on Greys Anatomy.
One girl said, "This one time I had Audrey Hepbird lodged in my brain and then wiggled down into my rib cage."
Insert visual of tweety bird stuck under some stand alone ribs
And I said, "Yeah but really thats just a girl with feathers."
end of story.
Apple picking and autumn in Bmore
2 weekends ago my housemate and I went apple picking about 30 miles north here in Westminster at Baughers farm. Fall time magic! It was really fun. And really beautiful.
We took a hayride out to this school bus to get our apple cartons and then were let loose in the orchard.
It was a beautiful day.
We also picked some pumpkins while we were there. It was pretty exciting getting my own...Ive only picked mine out of the bin.
The weather also dipped into the 40s last weekend and now all the trees are changing and leaves are dropping.
This one is behind my house. It lights up my whole bedroom with orange and red color. The whole of Bmore is so beautiful right now with colorful tree lined streets and blankets of yellow or orange on the sidewalks.
and this is the green space behind the house.
And this is what I see everytime I look down my street:
Fall is such a magical time! I am in love. And currently its pouring down rain, the church bells are tolling and Im drinking ginger and apricot tea. Fall time magic...
My north
I have a hard time in cities. They drain me. And Baltimore is on a much smaller scale than San Francisco, but still, I am almost never renewed in concrete jungles. Getting outside into the trees or onto the ocean is the fastest way to improve my mood and the best way for me to rest. For a long time now, the ocean has been my north--its where I always head to to feel better. Even in Japan, I went to Lake Biwa. Something about the water. It makes me better.
Today after 5 hours of studying, I took a spontaneous roadtrip to North Point National Park because I randomly saw it on a map and it looked to be almost completed surrounded by the Chesapeake Bay. Thats about as close to open water as I can get here without driving a few hours.
And it was beautiful. It was not the mighty Pacific. And it was not Lake Michigan. But it was beautiful.
And the sunset on the way home, over some farm land.
Autumn
Here it is: my first East Coast fall...or maybe pre-fall
This poor little Charlie Brown tree...changing before all the others and looking a little barren.
Kind of magnificent too though.
Photos from 2 weeks ago.
because I dont feel like studying...
blue crabs at the farmers market. That one is posing for me.
the river on my hike at Gunpowder Falls. I never found the falls. Got lost in the woods, headed towards PA.
Steel birds next at the Visionary Art Museum here. Pretty sweet actually. Thats a balcony.
looking up from inside the wildflower house
I like it.
to life!
Im homesick. I dont even know for which home. But I am.
And today I woke up at 6:57am...on a Sunday...the humanity!
And I went to study and on my way to the car I said a prayer that God would give me a glimpse of life today. Because I had a life. And I dont have much of one here yet.
I asked him very nicely and a little desperately.
Then while I was at Panera studying, I kept smelling something that smelled like a lake or a river. That metallic, freshwater smell with something mossy on the side. It was weird. I kept sniffing my metal water bottle. But no. It was this phantom freshwater smell. And I wondered if maybe I was going crazy from all the coffee.
This afternoon I went on a run in Druid Hill Park which was beautiful and fallish. And on the way back I took this offshoot of my trail and ended up on a wooden deck, looking at this:
And I sat down for a little bit, in the sun and closed my eyes and breathed in. And it smelled metallic and fresh and mossy.
It's an odd thing to think God had that planned for me all day. And maybe he sat in heaven like a father waiting for his child to open her present. But I kind of think thats what it was.
because that waterfall made me feel calm and it made me feel like Id found my place, or one of my places in Baltimore. MY places. The ones I go to so that I can feel sane and alive.
Today that waterfall was a glimpse of life.
