I finally started on a project that has long been on my to-do list: organizing the years and years of pictures on my computer. Although I was dreading this project, I am really enjoying reliving some of the captured moments. I realized that I have been extremely blessed in the last few years to experience the joy of wandering this planet. I thought I would share a few of my favorite pictures from each trip.
To kick things off, South Africa. I studied abroad in Cape Town during college. For me at the age of 21, it opened my eyes to the beauty and the pain that exists in humanity. It was definitely a life changing trip.
Magnolias // Stella: Springtime, it seems overly romanticized to me. I’m not trying to be cynical. But since moving to the Pacific Northwest, spring usually equals the beginning of the worst allergies I’ve ever had. For most parts of the country, springtime usually signals a change in weather. Not here. Same gray skies, moderate temperatures, and of course, rain. The saving grace of spring is the abundance of flowering trees. They just explode out here and end up leaving a carpet of pink and white petals. I discovered my absolute favorite tree since moving out here, the Magnolia. They produce these delicate, floppy flowers. We have a pink one in our front yard. The blooms only last for a mere moment it seems, so every chance I get, I just stare at it. My master plan is to surround our house with an army of them.
DIY Desk // Kendall: My sister sent me a picture of her newly curated stand up desk late last week and I have been obsessing over it ever since. Not much else to say other than I want one and I can’t wait to build my own. Such a charming addition to her growing photography studio. Simple. Elegant. Modern.
Our Shared Shelf // Allie: As if I needed another reason to love Emma Watson – she’s started a feminist book club via GoodReads, which also happens to be one of my other favorite things on the web. In case you’ve been living under a rock, Emma has recently shifted her focus from acting to the women’s rights movement and is a pretty astute and outspoken UN Ambassador on the issue. For the book club, titled, ‘Our Shared Shelf,’ Emma selects a monthly read covering women’s rights topics and then encourages discussions amongst the members. Not only does it give me direct access to one of the women I look up to most, but a community of women all over the world who are participating in reading and discussing an issue so near and dear to my heart.
*PHOTO CREDIT FRONT + MAIN
Alright. We have already established that being an adult is hard here and here. But maybe by writing about it and talking about it, we can help each other out. Sure, there’s no substitute for the trial and error method of learning. I’m hoping, however, that by sharing some of our best practices, it can help someone else find theirs.
Adult Advice #1: Make Your Bed Immediately When You Get Out of Bed
You learned that in third grade? Good for you. I just learned that seven days ago. So why am I offering up advice that most of us have had ingrained in us since we were old enough to have our own beds?
I had the opportunity to attend a cello performance recently. It was incredible! The cellist played everything from Mozart to Daft Punk. I have always adored the cello and the sounds it makes. It is quite possibly the most underrated string instrument. That is not the point of this story though.
During the performance, I noticed a group of young girls. They were probably 7 or 8 years old at the most. One girl in particular was really getting into the music. She started clapping her hands wildly to the beat as the cellist played a particularly festive song. She had her eyes closed very tight as she absorbed the music.
And then suddenly, her eyes fluttered open. Her body slowed down as she gradually resigned her clapping and brought her hands to her lap. Her eyes darted to the left and saw the other girls, her peers, sitting stoically with blank looks in their eyes. She stayed in that position throughout the rest of the performance. I would catch glimpses of her shooting a quick look to see if any of the other girls had started to enjoy the music. But they didn’t, and it stopped her from enjoying it too.