We had a decadent meal complete with red snapper stuffed with lemon and fresh seasoning,  two forms of wine in pink cut crystal and a pear tart topped with whip and a side of coffee!  

Miles Davis created the perfect back drop to a lovely evening by the sea and around the bon fire. 

“The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware.” – Henry Miller

The days are turning colder. Jackets have made their way into daily life.  Leaves are skipping their usual pretty color changing and going straight into muddy browns.

The beauty of every season amazes me. But autumn has a special place in my heart and will be missed.  The one thing that can comfort an achy heart is the fact that foreplay for christmas can begin! Christmas music, feasts, wrapping paper. The magic will be full blown soon and I am ABSOLUTELY ok with this!

 -The pictures of me were taken by a dear friend as I wandered through bushes and prickly thorns to capture berries and flowers. We walked and walked in the dreamy parts of ghent. Romanticizing the lives of those who inhabit those buildings. Marveling at the old architecture and incredible root system!

I read an enchanting article about Paris today.

It lit me with excitement. Although I have just recently snuggled up to this city, I began to ache for it! I was all of the sudden day dreaming about it as if i’d never known the city before? I began toying with thoughts like.

If I am most alive while traveling am I partially dead while idle?

It’s not true of course, but some truth still resonates in my spirit when I think of how badly my limbs ache to move through the world in exploration. 

I will forever be writing about travel. I will forever day dream of it!

Between a car accident that rendered me home and a hurricane making it un-wise to venture out, I have been home since Friday.

Those of you who know me well, know that in this season it is rare for me to be held up for so long.

I have had a great deal of reflection time. And even more time for art making.

When in an art class I do not put much pressure on myself and I go with the flow of the teacher.

Making it so much easier to create and “Let Go” of the creation.

But how different it can be while faced with my art pieces for three days!

Three days of critiquing! 

I think God really has wanted me to create. Because this coming weekend I have taken off three days to do so. A total of six days this week set aside for art!!

This never ever happens! My days are so filled with work and people that I often come home after 3 a.m. collapse in bed and get up to the sounds of oatmeal covered lips laughing. Bright and shiny early!

I am slinging paint around, adding polaroids and quotes to my England journal,

feeling quite pleased and BRAVE! 

My flight didn’t feel like being affable.

SO after a few hours of waiting and not being able to board.

I  spent another day in my dear Portland. While Vinnie worked away,

I sat in a nearby coffee shop and created over a carmel Macchiato.

I created page after page until Vinnie returned and I was glue covered. 

To top off being able to spend another day in heaven,

I ate Pad Thai and watched Wes Andersons (At the time) new movie: Moonrise Kingdom.