Breaking The Radio Silence...

Prague to Milan: Our first ever flight as "First Class" passengers. Row: 1; Seats: A & B

This is the longest I have ever let my blog sit. Just sit. Be idle. Without new photos, stories, or fresh tidbits of information. It's been radio silence for months now.

What have I been doing, you ask? I've been focusing on staying in the moment. Something I've never been very good at. I'm the gal in the room who's always thinking of what is next. Anticipating what's around the corner. Living one month ahead in my calendar. Constantly working towards and worrying about the future. To be completely frank, it is exhausting. It's not to say it's unnecessary (I find planning to be a highly valuable skill), but there has to be balance. And for a while I was a little off-kilter. Maybe just a bit too worried about what I was going to post on the blog next. So this has been nice. So very lovely, in fact. This space has had time to breathe. I've had time to breathe.

But now I'm breaking the silence.

I've decided it's time to post a few photos and provide a little insight into the adventures that have been happening this summer. I truly hope you enjoy.

And if it's another 3 months until I post again, just rest assured that I am well. I am enjoying the company of those around me. And most likely, I'm doing my best to soak in the moment. 

Whilst camping in Iceland sitting beneath the stars at the top of world I was reminded of the Gregory Alan Isakov song below.


 Sibling photo at Austyn's wedding. It's not often that we are all in the same city at the same time. I love that someone was there to capture this rare moment.Women's World Cup USA vs. Nigeria. Mom and Dad's first professional soccer game. Even the Italian was sporting a Team USA shirt ;)Riccardo and I getting ready to start my first trail race in BC. We will definitely be back again!
Playing a show at The Railway Club with Colin Easthope. Vancouver misses having you here, Colin!
Mackaroo meet Riccardo. Riccardo meet Mackaroo. I love everything about this!Knee Knacker.Three mountains, 50 kilometers. Riccardo and John are troopers! Jess and Claire are excellent crew-mates :)Hiking Rainbow Mountain in Whistler. It's hard sometimes to take this man seriously :) Fatdog 120 miler. Riccardo took 4th place :) So proud of this guy for hanging in there despite the hail, torrential rain, and freezing temperatures.Just days after Fatdog we hopped on a plane to start our European adventure.First stop: Czech Republic to see Lucie and Hanza tie the knot :)Next we stayed with Riccardo's folks and explored the sights in Italy.

We topped it all off with a week of camping amongst the waterfalls in Iceland.


Mountain Running and Goal Setting...

Hello again! This past Saturday, Riccardo and I headed for the mountains for a little weekend getaway. A night of camping, a bit of trail work, and a 23.6 mile (38km) alpine run along the Heather Trail did just the trick. It was a challenging but extremely rewarding weekend. Growing up on the beaches of the Gulf of Mexico, I was always intimidated by the magnitude and mystery of mountains. Flat terrain, paved roads, and "short" distances were my comfort zone. This past weekend I came to realize the beauty in the rugged and undulating miles. Thanks to a couple of awesome ladies who let me join their training run (thanks again Jenn and Miruna), I came to the realization that, "Yeah, I think I could do a 50km." Perhaps after the Victoria MarathonI'll set my sights on my first ultra!

Colin Easthope showed me the Brandi Carlile tune below a few weeks ago. Oh the harmonies (swoon)! I thought it'd be just perfect to share with you.

Happy Friday. Enjoy!


Hello Again...

It's slightly embarrassing how long it's been since I made my last post. Nothing that I can think of has been keeping me any busier than the usual. I guess I just needed a moment away. A moment with less screen-time (although less certainly is a very relative word). A very long moment I suppose. But now I am back. I'm here. I have not disappeared into the ether that is the internet. As I always say (or have been saying since I moved to Canada nearly 2 years ago now) I will try my best to post more photos of the happenings here and there and everywhere I find myself.

I hope this little note finds you with a smile.

The whistled little Sam Tudor tune below has been making me smile for months now. 

Happy weekend! Enjoy!


Simply Thankful...

Thankful. Today my family and I sighed an enormous sigh of relief and praise. A startling reminder that in this fragile and unpredictable life it is best to be continually thankful for the blessings and moments that we are given together. I'm so very thankful for my loving family, good health, good friends, and the gracious Lord who is the provider of it all. It's a humbling and scary thought when you suddenly realize just how fleeting it all is. And, dear readers, I realize that this may sound like a rant coming from left-field, but know that my heart is so full this evening that I just had to say it; I am simply thankful.

On that note, to all of the folks who came out this weekend to the show in Williams Lake, my sincerest of gratitude. Y'all sure do know how to make a gal feel welcomed! I hope to see you again soon.

Keeping in line with all of the beautiful things that have filled this day, the song below is by three very talented and lovely ladies that I admire very much.

Happy Earth Day. Enjoy!


To Williams Lake We Go...

Guitars are loaded, suitcases are packed, and road-trip albums have been selected.

Colin and I are ready for you, Williams Lake! I do hope if you are in the area you'll stop by for the show Saturday night. I'm looking forward to it!

In other musical news, I know a few folks who will be seeing the fella below this weekend. Dancing around with Dad to James Taylor 's songs playing in the garage is one of my favorite memories as a child.

Cause I'm a one-eyed seed of tumbled weed in the belly of the rolling stone.

I know you just love that line, Dad. As do I.

Happy Weekend. Enjoy!