I will never EVER stop loving the view of naked branches against blue skies.
My little 10 minute walk turned into almost 45 minutes because I stopped so many times simply to stare up into the bare trees.
I know most people don't like this part of winter. The snow is dirty, the melting piles reveal dog poop everywhere, the patches of grass are brown.
But that's why you should look up.
Not down.
Gaze at the beauty of gray-brown against pale blue. Study the way the branches arc and stretch across the sky.
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April snow. Thanks Minnesota.
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Uninspired in the New Year: Seasonal Affective Disorder
Uninspired in the New Year: Seasonal Affective Disorder
A long time ago, I chose to stop treating the demarcation between December 31 and January 1 as a big deal. Partially due to the fact that it is, essentially, a completely arbitrary day. And the other reason is that it felt very triggering for seasonal affective disorder.
Seasonal affective disorder, or SAD for a cutesy colloquial name, is also winter blues, seasonal funk, and probably a whole…
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Winter storm watch in Minnesota today, kids are probably chuffed to have school closed early.
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I still can't get over this one sunset I saw back in January.
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i never know when to leave doodles as doodles (x)
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someone said simon needs a vacation and now i can’t stop thinking about taking him up to my cabin up north. pouting at him to put on the little swim trunks you brought him so you and him can swim in the lake together. getting him a floaty that is just roomy enough to fit his big ass and tossing him a hard seltzer. rolling your eyes at him when he bulks at the can, “‘m not one for juice and alcohol, love.” and you just tell him that it tastes better on the water. after a few minutes of you two drifting off in the water in your floaties he tips his head back to look at you and asks, “this all you do up here?” yep. after a few hours you’re hollering at him up from the dock to come inside to help you make dinner and this motherfucker has the audacity to look up at you from under his stupid little sunglasses and tip his 5th hard seltzer at you and say, “lake life, love.” but you get the last laugh when he spends the rest of the night complaining about his nasty sunburn.
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Crazy amount of snow on the trees. Looked pretty tho.
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