And It Was Lovely

x

Walk

   Walk. Stop running from care.
In fact, sit down and crawl for a bit.
    I'm lying here with you.
My knees are bleeding too, our wounds are twin expressions of integrity.
    So hold my hand and stop for a bit.
Walk. For once, slow down.
    Say hello and smile at me with your eyes.
Or better yet, smile with me,
    And we'll brighten the day of every passerby.
Walk. Walk with me.

xx

To You

Dear Cally,
Hi. Sweet is the best word for you and I like that you both know that and kinda don't. I'm not very good at composing good blogger-girl comments, so may I just say: I like your blogs posts. XD Someday I will send you that book and when I do, there will be chocolate with it that to make up for my tardiness. What's your favorite kind?
~Love,
     Becca 

Dear Adelaide,
Hi. I feel kinda sneaky putting this here, since you're not a follower, so I'm kinda like a ninja. You have gotten me utterly hooked on The Hunts.  And it is terribly frustrating because they don't have nearly enough songs for me to find and listen to. Other than that, it's fun to hear about you through the grapevine.
~Love,
     Becca 


Dear Lady Em,
Hiya! I still feel both a bit proud and bad for the April Fools prank I pulled, but hey, had to be done. I beat my old weight for the backsquat at CrossFit this evening, and tied with Cori. If I were to add a new color to my wardrobe, one that I don't already wear often, what should it be?
~Love,
     Becca


Dear Cameron,
Please forgive me. Really.
~Love,
    Becca 


Dear Embers,
Hi. You're just plain old neat. I always admire those who can wholeheartedly and unabashedly love what they love, and still be rational human beings. Doctor Who, etc. So good job. I don't always comment on your blog when perhaps I should, but I promise I read them all and enjoy them. What's a song I should listen to?
~Love,
    Becca 


Dear Jordy,
So I was at the store the other day and Mom was taking forever shopping for plants or something, so my sisters and I were in the section with paper and things. And I saw these stationary cards with foxes on them, in a style that I very much thought you would approve of. On a completely different note, when's your birthday?
~Love,
      Becca


Dear Everyone Else,
You're important too, I simply didn't have as much to say to you here as these others. *grins*
~Love,
     Becca 


p.s.
Been gone for a while. Trying to come back.

p.p.s.
See my new header? Autumn painted that. 

i can't actually take pictures

Have you ever tried to take pictures from muleback? It's much more difficult than you might think.

p.s.

Yup, I put a fern on Myrtle's face. She was thoroughly confused. 

everything you'll never have

Welcome to something you'll never understand
To something so wild, it will burn the heart out of you

You may never know how you got here
Tumbling in a whirlwind of happenstance 
But this is everything you'll never have and more

You came, thinking to splash in a puddle
I still remember the look on your face when you fell down a well instead 

It's almost a shame, for you to be so blind
But the we both know the truth would sear your soul so badly, 
You'd never see again.

The confoundingly simple truth. 

p.s.

I woke up before everyone this morning and made this flower wreath. Then I went and woke up my little sister to wear it. This is approximately five seconds after she woke up.  

happy happy happy

Tag.

Cally, in all her supreme sweetness, tagged me for the happiness tag. And she 
couldn't have picked a better time, because life is fantastic at the moment. Cousins, cows, chickens, God, good grades, etc. ;) So here we go! 



books: James Herriot, forever and always. His life and veterinary stories have always captured my imagination, as well as being just exactly the right kind of sentimental. Other books that make me particularly happy are mostly ones I've read dozens of times, years ago. The Farthest Away Mountain, The Fairy Rebel, The Island of Blue Dolphins. Oh, and The Swiss Family Robinson. It's about homesteading, survival, discovery, animals, and pretty much everything good.

words: Darling, crustacean, trample, remarkable, rolling, waterfall, tumble, twirl, catch, worm, bovine, love, remembered,  crystal, wooden, bottle... Heh. 

movies & tv: Weeeell. I love Newsies. Crutchy and Mush, yup yup. Anne of Green Gables is super nostalgic... Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn are hilarious. And yes, Merlin is pretty great too.  Lord of the Rings, Tintin

scents: Grass, cow breath, lilacs, violets, Dad, (you are too right Jordy) dirt, rain, sunshine (hush up, it does too have a smell) cedar, sweat and grease, river water 

songs: Oh boy. So many. Hum, at the moment No Hopers and Jokers and Rouges is my theme song. Just listen to the lyrics... It's exactly what I want to tell everyone I meet. Because they're all either no hopers, jokers or rouges. Or all of them at once. And SOMEONE ought to tell them it's okay. Also,  most Celtic music and anything catchy or lyrically interesting. 

miscellany: Ah ha, here it is. My cow Clouds makes me so ridiculously happy. She's much too much of a darling and I adore her. My other cows are fantastic too, but she's the original. 
Catching worms in the middle of the night while it's raining (they're huge and I love them). Insects, good things, music. Chocolate. Duh. 


Nominees: Cameron C'mon, get your rear in gear and blog something.
Emily So I went to go grab the link to your blog and then right below your name it said, "Lady Emily is your friend." and taken out of context and read in a low whisper was really quite creepy. 
Cassie HAPPY AAAHHAHAHHAHA *falls on face*

happy Valentines Day, you lot. it's a silly holiday, but hey. at least you get to buy yourself lots of chocolate. (although i keep getting asked if it's a gift and i am forced to admit that i fully intend to eat it all myself) 

                                                                                    x

         listen up

i don't care

back in the summertime

"i let a piece of my heart slip

i'm good at that, you know."

but that doesn't mean i have to like it.
and it doesn't mean i have to care.
you're all smiles
all kindness

so don't you dare tell me i'm charming.
don't you dare tell me my voice gives you chills.
i don't want to hear it.
 i don't care.

this is a plea.
this is me begging.
they're just words.

but somehow,
they still mean more than you'll ever

know.  

p.s.
This post was inspired by Cally's over here. Go check her out. 

Also this, in honor of being a copycat.