Wednesday, December 3, 2014

we're going to the country!

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You're probably like "who is this person that's posting this blog post?" And I'm like "listen, I've only been gone for fourth months and my hair is not that different." Ha. Oops. Didn't mean to be gone for so long, so for my triumphant return, here are my college senior pictures, because apparently that's a thing we have to do now in addition to all of those other somewhat arbitrary graduation requirements. (Well, not really. They would've let me graduate but I wouldn't have gotten to see my bright, cheery face in the yearbook, and after these five years of college I think I deserve at least that.)

Anyway. My sister snapped these for me at our family's cabin while we were in Missouri last weekend for Thanksgiving. (Gracias, sister.) In the process, I learned just how awkward I am in front of a camera, which is odd considering how many selfies I take on, like, a daily basis. 

So back to graduation. All that stands between me and that shiny, new B.A. in English is three credit hours of Spanish. (The class which I have so lovingly been referring to as the bane of my existence.) In a moment of utter insanity today, I registered for the Spanish CLEP, which takes place next Wednesday. If I pass it, I get out of that final, grueling semester of college. (Regardless of what happens, I walk across that creaky stage in May.)

So, basically, that's what's up. 


Thursday, September 11, 2014

the shepherd of these hills (home.)

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How do you write about your hometown, or better yet, photograph it? How do you tell the story of a tiny, poverty-stricken town in the Ozark hills? How do you peel back the layers of nostalgia and get to the heart of what a place truly is?

All I know: this is place is home, and my words and pictures could never do it justice.  

There are so many stories to tell--like how the house I grew up in is gone, the lot paved over--but those are too lengthy, and meant for another project.
So here's to home, and the wonderful people that make it so special.


Monday, August 25, 2014

what's up?

 photo IMG_9436_zpsc05e4fcc.jpg Oh hey! I know I said I was back to blogging regularly...and then disappeared for like a month. I'm all moved into my apartment! (And by "moved in" I mean everything is in my house. And most of it is still in boxes. Oops.)

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If you follow me on Instagram you've probably seen most of these pictures already. I've been to several shows lately and have done quite a bit of exploring around Nashville. I'll never grow tired of this city. (Also, yes, that rainy picture of the hill is the view from my bedroom window. Love.)

I promise I'll post more pictures of my apartment once it's actually unpacked and decorated. I don't currently have a home for all my books, and it's totally throwing me off my unpacking game.


Tuesday, July 29, 2014

summer skin

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I didn't intend to take a break from blogging for the summer, it just kind of happened. I've been working a lot, and getting things together to move into my new apartment. Once life is settled into a familiar, easy pace again...I'll be back.


Tuesday, March 25, 2014

let's go to the beach

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I went to Destin last week with my sister and her family. It was a blast. It rained the first two days we were there, but afterwards, the clouds cleared and we had perfect, sunny weather for the rest of our stay. I read about four and a half books. (An Abundance of Katherines - John Green, In the Woods - Tana French, The Selection and The Elite - Kiera Cass, and part of To the Lighthouse - Virgina Woolf.) 

I also took a few family photos of my sister and  her family, and coerced her into taking a few of me.

I hope you all are having a lovely spring so far! (Or lack thereof. It's been snowing off and on in Nashville all day!)

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