So this is love
Thursday, September 28, 2017
We sat on a little wooden bench as the sun rose from the mountains.
Golden threads of sunlight cast over the landscape before us.
Our adventure in Astoria is coming to an end.
Making each moment a memorable one is top priority now.
***
He tells me he loves me.
His hand on my thigh.
He shows me he cares.
His lips never lie.
He consistently impresses me.
His heart just for mine.
He is the strongest man I know.
His dark soul that still shines.
***
As I sit here, writing this post, he is making dinner.
Fried chicken and pancakes.
***
Now that is love.
He just told me how pretty I am.
Just now.
No prompt.
Just a sweet, slightly devilish grin.
Just for me.
I'm in love.
~~~
Sunset Storms
Monday, September 25, 2017
Really enjoying the grey days again.
It has been sunny and gorgeous fall weather here on the coast.
But thankfully some of the grey has come back to play.
So what would you do when thunderstorms loomed and fat rain drops fell from the sky?
Play on the beach all evening!!
I'm feeling a little melancholy with the thought of packing up and moving again so soon.
We really have enjoyed living here.
And we were just getting up and going with jobs.
But whatcha gonna do when you can't find a more reasonably priced rental or even buy a house?
Ya gotta go where the wind takes you.
Where the waves lull your mind.
I was dreaming of wildflower fields this morning.
Coffee and yoga.
Dogs running for miles.
Wellness.
Good vibes.
Maybe we will create a retreat venue of sorts someday.
Or I'll have a wildflower farm?
I'm a little lost on direction these days.
A lot of balls in the air.
Either way.
It's a fun ride and fuck it, I'm enjoying the hell out of it.
I've been dealing with a lot of turmoil in my head lately.
Trying to find a place to live.
Trying to budget smart.
Trying to live a happy life.
My problem.
Trying not to worry.
Fuck that and just stop worrying.
It makes me sick when I do.
When I think of the long list of shit to do.
Fuck that list.
I'm going to listen to classical music.
Sip my organic butter coffee with marine collagen and MCT oil.
And enjoy my day off.
Oh and go to the store for tampons, laundry soap and dog food.
Again.
Because after a duck round up with my neighbor.
And a trip to the general store only to realize they don't open until 9:30AM (it was 9AM).
Still gotta adult a little on the day off.
LOL
hormones.
yep.
That's what this post should be more appropriately geared towards.
I'm moody and the grey skies make me happy.
So fuck you.
And just be wavy.
~~~
Goodbye Waves
Saturday, September 16, 2017
It's the middle of September.
We have been in Oregon now for 6 months.
The beauty and air here still manage to take my breath away.
Driving along the coast.
Watching the waves.
Listening to the lull of the ocean while you drift to sleep.
Chowder and crusty bread thick with butter.
Freshly baked sweets.
Coffee.
Oh coffee you thrive out here.
Toes in the sand, wavy beach hair.
Sunsets and Sunrises for miles.
We work at "pot shops"
We have met great people.
We found Dahlia.
We explored a little...
We cozied up a lot.
***
And now we look south once again.
Our hearts have moved on.
This place of beauty.
Where forests meet the ocean.
Where sand dollars line up like soldiers left on a battlefield after bloody wars.
Where the people are kind but know the harsh of the winter and rain.
The PNW.
You will always hold a place in my heart.
From memories in a distant life.
to
New memories of a life created here.
It is with a bittersweet symphony that I say goodbye for now.
~~~
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