latest winter captures

When I think of a "beautiful" season I don't usually think of winter first. But wintertime is truly gorgeous.

These are some pictures I took in the morning the other day when my friend Linden and I went walking around the yard where everything was covered in frozen fog (including our fingers). I love the little frost crystals on the trees and leaves and flowers. It looks like they're all covered in icy fur. :)

You know what would make this winter even more awesome? Snow.

I have counted down the years until this moment

LOOOOOOOOOOOK.














11/11/11

My Mom and I are celebrating by eating cookies at this very moment.

going back to the old drawing board

As much as I'm ashamed to admit it, I've been bored these past couple of weeks. I needed something that I could do non-stop for hours and never get bored, something that I love to do . . .

*thinking*
*thi....nki.....ng.......*

Drawing. Hel-lo . . . Drawing is my life. So, hanging on to the slimmest of chances that someone who reads this blog cares even the tiniest bit about what I've been doing all day, here it is:
 

All my favorite things collected into one picture. Drawing, playing the piano, and little children. :)

memories :)

     What an awesome school year. I've made so many wonderful friends, my teachers are amazing people who have taught me so much, and the experiences I've had at this school were beyond memorable.
     I now know plenty of information that I just know I'm going to need sometime in my future career. I know that the Kwakiutl Indian tribe rubbed fish oil on their clothes during the winter, Albert Einstein played in a quartet when he moved to Princeton, New Jersey in 1940, I learned that Neils Bohr recieved a coded message on a piece of microfilm hidden in a key when he was in Denmark during WWII, I've watched just about every Richard Feynman video on YouTube there is about physics, and I've seen watermelons and cantaloupes shot from a catapult being operated by a man in with a fake British accent. Yup. This was a great year.
     If it wasn't for this school, there is no way I would be the person I am now.

     The last day was . . . well . . . the only way I can describe it is bitter-sweet. I couldn't have made it through the year without all the great people I've met, and now I won't get to see them for a whole three months. We celebrated the end of the year by eating pizza and Twinkies and laughing our heads off at nothing at all.

     1:00 came, and I couldn't stop giving everybody hugs and telling them how much I'd miss them and how they'd better email me every day. I received a friendly farewell slap-on-the-face from Kaity (don't ask), and nobody needs to know that I cried right along with Jasmine when we said goodbye to everyone.

     But, even though I will miss everybody terribly, I think I'm ready for summer. Now only one question remains unanswered:

WHY IN THE FREAK IS IT RAINING OUTSIDE?!

still got it

I fownd it.

   Did I ever tell you I was once a four-leaf-clover magnet? It's true. I would look for hours and hours and every time, in every patch of three-leaf clovers I'd find one with four. I'm telling you, there's one in every patch, but you're got to look. I remember the first four-leaf clover I ever found. I was six, and it was in my front yard. I felt so lucky! (Now I've got fourteen and counting taped in my journal.)

  

My fourteenth four-leaf-clover

  I haven't found one since 2006. I was afraid that I'd lost my magnetism. But today, I was lying in the grass, soaking up the sun (today was the first sunny day in months) and looking for four-leafers like I used to. After about ten minutes of searching in vain, I randomly stopped at this little patch and began looking again.

   And there he was. A tiny clover with one, two, three, four leaves. I smiled and plucked him out of the ground, feeling luckier than ever. Yep, I think I've still got it.