Category Archives: travel

Sarlat {market}

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what I wouldn't give to shop like this every day...

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dejeuner!

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Sarlat.

It was market day – and anyone who knows me knows I love me some market day. I could spend hours roaming the stalls, shooting photos of the incredible bounty offered, and talking with the vendors. In France, it is like, well, a magical experience, as there are so many things we can’t even begin to find here. Add to that the incredibly beautiful old buildings, constructed of weathered stone, and you will find me completely blissed out. The market in Sarlat was no exception.

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shooting in a {walnut grove}

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My first visit to a walnut grove. I loved how the rows of walnut trees were perfectly lined up – symmetry makes me happy. The light drifted softly through the leaves while our hosts created delicious scenes for us to spend the afternoon shooting.

Going through these photos brings me back to that afternoon, warm enough to wear shorts, kneeling in the leaves, walnuts making dents in my knees, trying to get that one special shot. I remember standing there, looking around at all of my new friends, and telling myself that I would never forget that moment. I took this photo to remind myself of our time in the orchard~

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beautiful {beynac}

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~this road was in the opening scene of Chocolat~

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~the kitchen~

I fell in love with Beynac. The stone buildings, the winding roads, the rolling hills, the lazy river. I enjoyed wandering the narrow passages gazing through old windows and into courtyards where I can imagine enjoying my morning coffee in the sunshine. The village is beautiful and I love that so much of it is probably much like it was a few hundred years ago. The castle was authentic and the warm well-worn stone walls held the most gorgeous light. The views over the surrounding countryside were breathtaking.

creating the {french picnic}

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My favorite shoot of the trip when it came to styling was when Lorna and I teamed up to create a picnic scene. We pulled props that we wanted and found that between the two of us we had a very similar esthetic. It was wonderful to work with her, moving things around, finding the right light, and creating a wonderful garden scene that felt like an afternoon with a friend enjoying a wonderful french lunch.

on being {inspired}

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Hello from the sunny countryside of France. As we are still at the manoir I haven’t yet processed all of the amazing moments that have been a part of this incredible journey. All I can say at this point is that I have spent the past four days with some inspiring and supportive women whom I feel blessed to have gotten to know. Someone who saw us yesterday couldn’t believe that we had only known each other for three days. There is an ease that comes with well-worn friendships. We laugh. A lot. And we shoot – morning, noon, and night. When we aren’t shooting we are swimming, eating, or touring various local villages filled with beautiful stone buildings – some hundreds of years old. We wander through narrow stone passages, stopping to make photos of old wood shutters and beautiful doors behind which lie rooms filled with history.

When I return home I hope to find the words to share with you what this week has been for me. I can’t imagine finding a way to thank our incredible hosts who have been gracious and so incredibly accommodating as well as the brilliant Aran Goyoaga for her patience, tutelage, and friendship. However, I shall try~

Until then, I would like to share some images that I have captured during our time here.
A bientôt~
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{the nines} in Portland

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This past weekend Mr. Taylor (aka handsome husband) and I traveled to Portland to celebrate our anniversary. We took the train which was absolutely lovely. It was relaxing and gave us time to visit, do a bit of work, and enjoy the beauty that is the trip between Seattle and Portland. It also made me want to live on the ocean, as much of the trip was along the coast and what a gorgeous coast it is.

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We stayed at a hotel that had come highly recommended – The Nines. It did not disappoint. The staff was wonderful, the location was perfect, and the hotel itself – fabulous. The decor was elegant and colorful and we felt immediately pampered by it all. When we arrived, there were gorgeous chocolates waiting as they knew it was our anniversary. Damn, they were good. I probably should have shared with Mr. Taylor…

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The rooms were done in a vibrant turquoise with white and black accents. They remind me of the glam side of Hollywood in the 50s – just enough sparkle without being garish. The bed was comfortable – and that is saying a lot as we are a bit picky after staying in a lot of hotels. I love big fluffy duvets and lots of pillows – makes me feel a little like royalty when we travel, and The Nines delivered.

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When we travel close to home, it is fun to stay at places that are a bit frivolous and make you feel special. I tend to use the services provided – I spent a good amount of time with Rico – the concierge – discussing all the best places to dine while in Portland (that post will follow soon). He was a wealth of information and I enjoyed the fact that he was on the same page as I was in regards to the merits of a good meal in a great environment using fresh local ingredients.

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The hotel itself centers around an open courtyard sort of design – the courtyard being an eclectic mix of areas perfect for socializing. If you aren’t celebrating your anniversary that is. We weren’t really looking for socializing… That being said, this was the view of the space from the 14th floor.

The Nines is definitely our hotel of choice when we visit Portland again, which we will. We love that city – the feel of being downtown, the food, the people. It is a great get-away when we only have a weekend and want to spend some time together. I will share our wonderful food experience soon~

For now, I am off to try and get all of the things that need wrapping up completed before I head to France in two weeks. I am now officially giddy about going! I think it finally hit me and I am so excited to get on that plane~

Have a marvelous rest of your week mes amies,
xx

loving the SF {Ferry Building}

One of my very favorite places to visit in San Francisco is the Ferry Building. I had dreamt of going for so long, I had read about it and seen photos, friends had shared with me how fabulous it was. And when I finally went, I loved it as much as I had imagined I would~

The original building was completed in 1898 and served as the main point of commute to and from San Francisco until the Golden Gate and Bay bridges were built in the 1930s. In 2003 a four year renovation was completed on the historic building and it became a public market. It currently houses some incredible vendors of local, sustainable, seasonal products. I heard a number of times that the designers came to Seattle to see our own Pike’s Place Market for inspiration, but it is very different in many ways.

I spent time over two days talking to shop owners about their products and loved what I learned. I was thrilled to find such an amazing group of local artisans creating products right there in San Francisco and the surrounding area – and being so supported by the local population.

The Ferry Building also hosts TWO farmer’s markets a week – every Saturday and Tuesday. So, not only can you do your shopping on a daily basis, but twice a week local farmers and vendors offer even more products.

I had a couple of favorite vendors~

Boccalone, who’s slogan is “tasty salted pig parts” was amazing. The inside of their card reads: Artisan Salumi Hand Made in Small Batches with Pasture-Raised Heritage-Breed Pork. I brought some home and am happy to know that I can order more online as it went very quickly in our home… The boys loved the sausage!

Blue Bottle Coffee Co. Do you love fabulous coffee? I do and Blue Bottle is honestly the best I have had. It was amazing! Their simple drip is divine. They have quite a following which isn’t surprising. They vow to only serve coffee that has been roasted within the last 48 hours. Talk about fresh!

Cowgirl Creamery Really, what’s not to love? Cowgirls? Cheese? Started in 1997 by two women in a renovated barn in Pt. Reyes Station, CA using organic milk from a neighbor. Oh, how I love a good cheese!

Heath Ceramics We first heard about Heath while dining at Fish in Sausalito. They have an outlet there filled with incredible ceramics as well as linens, glassware, and other serving items. I ordered a number of things to be sent home and can’t wait for them to arrive. I loved their simple style which will fit so well here on the farm~

Mariposa This fabulous little bakery kiosk offers artisan-crafted gluten-free treats the likes of which I have rarely seen. From muffins to brownies, cookies, cakes, and cinnamon rolls. Absolutely divine!

Finally, regarding eating within a 100 mile radius. I first learned about this concept while in Italy a few years ago at one of my very favorite food places on the planet – Eataly. I LOVED the idea of only eating what was grown locally and supporting local farmers and artisans. However, for some of us, it is quite challenging. If you don’t live in a climate where you have some daily basics available, it makes it really difficult. One thing I love about Northern California is that not only do they have a marvelous climate in my opinion, but they also have things available that we don’t here. I’m referring to olive oil. While I could live without some things, olive oil is not one of them. I use it daily. Those lucky northern Californians!

~Thank you Stonehouse Olive Oil for teaching me about olive oil and letting me shoot your beautiful store! I am so envious of your olive oil!

road trip to {napa}

Day two on our trip to San Francisco illustrates why I truly have an incredible husband. You see, when we arrived in SF on Saturday and I saw a sign on the road with “Napa” on it, I casually mentioned to handsome husband that I have always wanted to go there, and that we should plan a trip sometime. His immediate response? Let’s get a car and go tomorrow! Seriously – I do adore that man. I was so excited.

get it? *my* honey and real honey? funny- no?

The next morning after a wonderful breakfast in bed, our car was delivered to the hotel. We were off! As it was a rather simple trip, and we also had navigational help, we had no problem finding our way north. It was a gorgeous sunny morning – perfect for a road trip.

Thankfully, I had been in contact with a very special blogger friend who gave us her favorite suggestions for where to stop along the way. Our first stop was Bouchon in Yountville – my personal favorite place on the journey. Yountville was absolutely DARLING! And, the best part of Bouchon (no, not the delicious pastries or delicious coffee) was meeting miss Mel herself, along with her very charming husband and gorgeous little girl.

It was such a treat to spend some time visiting and enjoying their little village. Her husband – a very talented artist – was kind enough to take some photos of us. It was a great start to our day~

We also wandered the streets of Yountville – home of the famous French Laundry, as well as their gardens. While not a lot was in bloom, it was fun to see how they lay things out and imagine what it looked like in the middle of the growing season!

Thanks to our new friends, we had various options for the rest of the day. Thus, next stop – Dean and Deluca in St. Helena. Now, many of you know how I feel about high end grocery stores. I could spend HOURS wandering, reading, and shooting.

can you tell I have sheep on the brain...?

Dean and Deluca was no exception! I always ask before shooting in a space that isn’t mine, and they were happy to let me shoot away. While I had been in the one in NYC, this one seemed perfectly matched to it’s surrounding area – fields of mustard seeds, endless vineyards, gorgeous wineries, and beautiful sunshine.

We found some delicious treats – perfect for a picnic. Have I mentioned how romantic the entire five days were? Well, our time in Napa was absolutely divine!

Next door to Dean and Deluca was the restaurant Press – started by the man who owns D&D. I would love to try it sometime – I LOVED the sign!

After enjoying our lunch, we headed into St. Helena for a bit of shopping. It was fun wandering through the shops, looking at the beautiful kitchen stores, decor stores, and shops that sold only olive oil. I can see how you really could live by the 100 mile rule in northern California. My biggest issue with doing that here in the Seattle area is that we don’t grow olives for olive oil – which I use daily.

On our way home, we stopped for dinner in Sausalito as Mel had shared their favorite waterfront fish joint when they lived in the city. Fish is the perfect blend of waterfront location, delicious food, and wonderful atmosphere. It was casual and the perfect setting for winding down our day. The sun streamed in the floor to ceiling windows that looked out over a marina. We chatted with a wonderful couple – he was a photographer and I enjoyed picking his brain on studios, shooting, and the love of the art.

We drank from old jelly jars and had a nice time just hanging out together. I really couldn’t have asked for more from our day. I felt so blessed to be married to my incredible husband.

eating my way through {San Francisco}

Last week, handsome husband and I spent five days in the beautiful city of San Francisco. I really do adore visiting there. I love the gorgeous architecture, the mild climate, and especially, I adore the food.

The thing about San Francisco, for me, is that where we have a number of restaurants here in Seattle that serve seasonal, sustainable, local ingredients, in SF it seems to be the norm rather than the exception. Now, don’t get me wrong – I feel incredibly blessed to live in a city whose priority in that regard is growing all of the time. I think that it was the vast number of choices there either for shopping for local and sustainable or restaurants that provided the same. Many butcher counters had photos of the farmers that they purchased their products from. I loved that!

I was really lucky to have a couple of friends there who were willing to spend time with me, touring their city and sharing their favorite food spots. I spent time in the Mission district in well-known establishments (Tartine) and in small, local, less-known spots with delicious food! I also spent two days visiting the Ferry Building – my most anticipated destination when planning this trip. And let me tell you, I was not disappointed. While it may be touristy, it offered an incredible selection of shops selling wonderful cheeses and meats and local olive oil, wines and teas and sweets. And then there were bakeries and coffee shops and divine restaurants. If I could have brought one thing home from San Francisco, it would be the Ferry Building. A post will follow soon~

I was also incredibly inspired when it came to my food photography aspirations. I gained clarity on what drives me, what inspires me, and the aesthetic that appeals to me the most. I look forward to expanding my abilities and plan to focus on it in a different way after our time in San Fran.

Have a marvelous week mes amies – it is so nice to be home! Spring is upon us and I have a lot of plans for this little farm of ours!
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farm {friends}

We are back. While it is always nice to be home we are already looking forward to our next visit! #4 had a marvelous time hanging out with the animals, who were so friendly and let him run around like a crazy-child without completely freaking out.

He loved Harpo – the white llama who gave endless kisses.

He wasn’t sure about the male turkey, who was so clearly trying to impress #4 with his gobble and fluffed feathers.

As for me, I finally realized that I am definitely, absolutely, with no doubt whatsoever a sheep girl. The boys have three gorgeous girls with the prettiest faces and sweet dispositions. If that weren’t enough, #4 and I had stopped on our way to the farm to see the lambs that are being born this month at the farm where we hope to get two of our own from. They were so. incredibly. extraordinarily. DARLING!!! I didn’t take photos as it was dark in the barn and I didn’t want to use a flash and upset the babies, who were only a couple of days old! I held one, played with another, and am now counting the weeks until we can go down and bring our own babies home with us!!!

We have some work to do to get their stall and pasture ready before they come. I am pretty sure I will be out there tomorrow working on it after the farmer’s market…

I have to say, however, that the best part of the trip was seeing two such special friends. I feel so blessed to have people in my life who make you feel like family the minute that you arrive, cook for you, hang out with you, and who shower the love the entire time you are with them. I wish the boys lived closer as every time I leave it is with a bit of a heavy heart, knowing it could be a while before I see them again. However, with #4 nagging me constantly to go visit them, I am pretty sure we will be heading back before long…

Have a fabulous rest of your weekend mes amies,
xx

road trip to the {barn house}

Today, #4 and I are heading out on a road trip. We are SO excited – and when I say “we”, #4 has been asking daily when we are leaving… did I say daily? I meant hourly!

We are heading south, to see some friends that we haven’t seen in far. too. long. We haven’t had a sleep-over with them for ages – #4 has never slept over and is giddy about doing so. The FIRST thing out of his mouth when he woke up this morning was “is today the day we are going?”. That was followed by ” this is so exciting” and “I love you so much for taking me” and lots and lots of giggling.

We will be seeing lots of farm animals – goats and sheep and llamas. And, speaking of sheep, we will be stopping half way down to see some baby dairy lambs that are available – just to *look*, of course. {wink}

We will only be staying one night, returning Saturday afternoon, but I think it will be the perfect little get-away with my sidekick. I love that he is so incredibly excited about going – and can’t wait to see “the boys”.

Have a marvelous weekend mes amies!!
xx

{india} photos have been added!

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After recovering from what was my biggest adventure to date…
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then getting a new computer set-up with a huge monitor (thanks to my fab-u-lous husband!)…
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but having to wait for photo editing software on said system…
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I have FINALLY been able to edit most of my photos and post them in my online portfolio.
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There are a lot of them, and I am pretty happy with how they turned out.
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If you do go see them you will notice that I went a little crazy in the spice market. We actually went there on a number of days and I can honestly say it was my favorite place to shoot!
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We also took a cooking class while we were there – there is a string of those photos as well. (obviously I didn’t take the one of me – looking mighty fine… insert hysterical laugh here)
Have a fabulous week my friends,
xx

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hit {portfolio} and then {photography} – they are in the {on adventuring through india} folder!

vibrant colors of {india}

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Hello from home. Yes, I know I have been here for a few days now. I have been wanting to post about my incredible journey but for various reasons, today is the first chance I have gotten. I must tell you that while I enjoyed every single moment of my time in India, it is so wonderful to be home. There is something about returning to the nest – our little home on the farm. I love how comfortable everything feels after being away. It was so great to see all five of my boys and to spend all four days of the long weekend just enjoying their company. On top of all of that, it is so nice to be cooking in my kitchen again!
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As I am still in the endless process of photo-editing (there were over 2000 photos to weed through…) I thought I would share one of my very favorite things about India with you today.
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India is quite frankly the most colorful place I have ever been. I tend to be a gray/black/white/linen girl but let me tell you, I fell in love with the colors! I ooh’d and aah’d endlessly at the saris – honestly, they were every color of the spectrum! The doors were an amazing blue, there were incredible green birds in the trees, and the sari shops were indescribable. There were colorful bangles and vibrant tapestries, all of which I was tempted to bring home with me.
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I think that when I remember my time spent in the north of India, the first thing I will think of is the color. Part of me wishes that I could wear such vibrant pinks and reds and oranges – and yes, technically I know that I *could*, but I think instead I will try to incorporate some color into my wardrobe here and there. Especially here in the Pacific Northwest in the winter, with everything being so dark and gray, I think that some color would do my spirits a world of good!
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Happy to be back my friends – and I promise – more photos soon!
xx

celebrating my {birthday} in India

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Hello my friends from my bed next to the window in our hotel in Udaipur. Why am I in bed you ask? Well, that would be because apparently I ate something yesterday that wasn’t meant for western consumption. I haven’t a clue what it was (well, I have a clue but am not certain) but that is neither here nor there. The fact of the matter is that this morning was spent in close proximity to the bathroom. Thankfully I am feeling a bit better and am hoping to be able to head out this afternoon to enjoy this day.
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Why would I want to enjoy this day any more than others you wish to know? Well, sweet friends, that would be because today I turn 40!!! Now, technically, seeing as it is not yet November 20th at home, I am not actually 40. But alas, being as I like to milk things for all that they are worth, we will be starting early. Or, we would have been starting early, if I hadn’t eaten whatever it was, solidifying my relationship with our lovely pink toilet. Too much information? Sorry, but in India, life seems a lot more rich, and basic, and colorful, and matter-of-fact. Thus, the use of the word toilet on my blog…
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So, in anticipation of “the big day”, yesterday my fabulous travel partner and I went sari shopping. She wanted to buy me a sari for my birthday and, seeing as I have fallen in love with saris, I was all too happy to oblige! We sat down and went through endless colorful fabrics with beautiful beading and embroidery. It was incredible. In the end, we opted for a beautiful wine-colored sari with simple yet exquisite beading. It is at the tailors today and should be done by this afternoon. I am hoping to wear it to dinner tonight, although I need to get to a shoe shop and get some shoes and then to the bangle shop because, as it was explained to me yesterday, no self-respecting Indian woman wears a sari without matching bangles. And lord knows, I aspire to be a self-respecting Indian woman!!!
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Oh, I have so many things to share with you when I return! For example, across the lake right now there is yet ANOTHER parade complete with band and flags. It is wedding season here and life is a constant state of celebration – from the music to the fireworks to the beautiful clothing. It is absolutely stunning!

Wishing you a magical weekend – mine certainly is going to be!
xx

a {few} more…

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{Adieu}

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Well my friends, this is it. After months of planning, hours researching, many visits to the camera store, and the book store, and at coffee meetings with – from this day forward she who shall be referred to as India bestie – we are leaving. There are a couple of things on the “to do” list this morning and then it is time to head to the airport. Two ten hour flights, a layover in Paris, a few hours in a hotel in Delhi, another flight, a little shopping, and a long car ride later, we *should* be at our first destination – the Pushkar Camel Fair. Oh, the surrealness of it all…

I will be updating as often as possible. I hope to be able to post some photos along the way. It all should be incredibly exciting, and wonderful, and adventurous, and dream-come-true-like~

See you on the other side of the planet, mes amies!
xx

with {four} days to go…

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With four days left until I depart for the biggest adventure of my life thus far, I am starting to really process it all. I have spent quite a lot of time this week really thinking about what this trip will mean to me, and what I hope to get out of it, when all is said and done.

I feel like I am always evolving. My dreams for myself, my aspirations, my tastes. And yet, as I approach 40 (16 days and counting…) I find that I am the most content and zen-like that I have ever been. I feel at peace with my life. I feel blessed. I am completely, utterly, over-the-top happy.
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India will be a very new, very different adventure for me. I think this trip will clarify many of the thoughts I have had about who I am. I think that, at times, it will push me to the limits of my comfort zone – the question is, what will I do once I am there?

Will humor get me through? (I tend to laugh my way through most things – it is what has gotten me through challenges in the past)

Can I emotionally disconnect enough to enjoy the beauty even if it is surrounded by sad stories? I am incredibly empathetic and I wonder if seeing conditions that are worse than anything I have ever experienced will hinder me from enjoying the wonder of it all.

How strong is my stomach? I have a feeling it isn’t all that strong, but until I am there, I won’t know, will I?

What effect will sleep deprivation have on me? We will travel for about 40 hours to get to our first actual destination – the Pushkar Camel Fair. (insert giddy excitement here as I am truly buzzing – I am so looking forward to it!!!)
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In the past I would have asked myself frivolous, silly questions about my upcoming adventure:

Can I survive on a small backpack of possessions? (of course I can survive – it may not be pretty, but it will be survivable)

Can I eat something if I don’t know exactly what it is? (of course I can eat it – the question is, can I keep it down?)

Can I sleep in less than luxurious accommodations? (I guess that depends on how tired I am)

I am trying to enjoy the process of it all – and right now that includes the nervousness that is building in me – nervousness at the unknown. I am not exactly sure that “nervous” is the right word, as it is mixed with such anticipation. And yet excitement overrides it all. I want to take it all in, live in the moment – through every. single. moment.
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My hope is to capture everyday life in the north of India. I want to bring home the vibrant colors, the faces full of stories and character, and images of the foods of India. I also want to bring home a better understanding of who I am – as a woman, a friend, a wife, a mother, and as a world citizen. I want to find my limits and then, see where I go from there. I go with no expectations – I simply to go to experience what India has to offer, and to absorb it all.

in a {daze}

Today has been less than productive. Unless, of course, you consider staring at all of one’s gear spread out on one’s bed in anticipation of one’s upcoming trip to India. Then, it has been INCREDIBLY productive.

I think that today, it hit me. In six days I will be leaving home to set out on an adventure, the likes of which I have never experienced. I have been trying to mentally prepare for the assault on my senses, but today I realized for the first time that there simply may be no way to actually prepare for something of that nature. Thus, I have decided to simply be kind to myself. I will try to have no expectations of myself or the experience itself – if I cry, I cry. If I am overwhelmed, so be it. But the one thing I do want to do is enjoy EVERY SINGLE MOMENT of my time away. I want to experience India fully – I want to savor every smell, every taste, every sight. I know that the time will fly by, and before I know it I will be back here, India being a dreamlike memory. So, even now I am trying to enjoy the preparations and the anticipation of the unknown.

As for packing… For those of you who don’t know, I packed a bit on the *heavy* side for France last April. Chicago bestie can attest to that. For my two weeks there I brought two LARGE suitcases, as well as my camera pack and a purse. It was a bit excessive but come on – it was Paris!

However, on this trip, I have been granted ONE (1) backpack that will qualify for carry-on luggage, and ONE (1) daypack which will house my camera, a sweater, and a few can’t-be-left-behind items that will be with me at all times. This, my friends, is what all of my clothes, toiletries, food, medications, and technology must fit inside:
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The day pack will literally just fit my camera, lenses, a sweatshirt, a notebook, and a pen.

I am planning on taking my food supply:
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This is in case I have “issues” finding food to snack on. Because, you see, I am a snacker. I eat often. Not a lot, but frequently. I tend to get a little edgy if I don’t have food in my system.

I also need to figure out EXACTLY which lenses I will be bringing along. I am trying to keep it as light as possible but also want to make sure I have all of my photographic bases covered. Wide enough? Works in low light? Flexible? Macro? What to do? What to do?
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And then there is the “I really don’t have time to get sick/lose my lunch/spend a day in bed feeling like death” plan. I would bring bottles and bottles of anti-bacterial sanitizer but alas, I have to find a way to fit all of this into that little bag. just. not. happening… so, what to leave home…
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So, I bought lots of these:
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Hopefully they will do the job and keep me healthy and on the go!

my {secret}

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I have a secret to share with you. A big secret. An exciting secret. Truly, a dream come true.

I. Am. Going. To. India.

Really, I am. To take photographs. Lots and lots of photographs. Thousands.
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I have dreamt of this for a long time. Granted, the parts I dreamt of included the vibrant colors, the incredible smells and tastes, the beautiful faces of the people of India. I dreamt of foreign experiences, foreign people, foreign foods.

What I didn’t necessarily really take into consideration until lately- until this incredible journey was less than a month away – was the reality of it all. And the fact is, I don’t actually know the reality – because one hears so much, from so many different places, and honestly, I just want to form my own opinions, see it all for myself, come home with my own stories.
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I will admit, I am nervous. The unknown makes me nervous – it always has. But, another thing you should know. On this trip, on the banks of the Ganges, surrounded by history and pilgrims and holy men, I will turn 40. And the funny thing is, I am not nervous about that – quite the opposite – I am excited. There is something freeing, something empowering about forty, in my opinion. I think that is why I chose to go somewhere so out of my comfort zone. And honestly, India is about as far out of my comfort zone as it gets.
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While I don’t anticipate that I will be able to blog much while I am there, I do hope to blog up until I leave. After that, I plan to twitter as much as I can. I do hope that you will follow along!

xx

A French Country {Mas}

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It is raining today – and when I say raining, I mean POURING. It has been coming down all night. Funny enough, I don’t mind it today. Being a Sunday, handsome husband and I tend to like cozy, stay in, work on projects, reading, and eating days – and the heavy rain just makes it all seem that much cozier.

I thought, seeing as it was such a cozy day, I would share with you one of the BEAUTIFUL French Country homes I had the pleasure of touring when I was visiting this past April. This home sat across the valley from French bestie’s home. It was a gorgeous old French manor – and I believe it would be considered a mas, although maybe it was too big? I am sure one of you out there (french bestie?) can help clarify this for me~
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The home itself was the main residence on an incredible property with endless rolling hills and a huge stable where they breed horses and run a riding school. They also have beautiful gardens, rows and rows of kiwi vines, and they are surrounded by trees. It really is a little slice of heaven~
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The side of the house that faced the valley had a gorgeous pool and enjoyed beautiful sunsets~
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The interior was all of the things I loved about France. It was elegant, and yet completely practical. It had beautiful architectural details, wonderful floors, high ceilings, and the kitchen was wonderful!
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I adored the brick walls in the kitchen – they created such warmth and such a rustic charm.
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They had the most incredible sinks – one stone and one steel~
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Their long farm table in the middle of the room was perfectly worn~
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The stove was a chef’s dream!
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I honestly could picture living quite happily for the rest of my days here. It really was what one dreams of when one imagines living in the french countryside – surrounded by beautiful countryside, tucked inside a stunning country villa, and enjoying life in France!

Happy Sunday mes amies,
xx