Dearest Rebecca,.....

Dearest Rebecca,
The letter which now lies in your hands (that is, if in fact you are reading this letter) had quite the difficult journey.
I know the troubles that the postman and my other delivery sources had in attempting to place this letter in your mailbox. Considering I have to send this by rowboat, train, foot and even by an owl. I just hope you receive my words with joy!
 From the destination in which I am residing at the moment, in the middle of nowhere, without any means of communication, I am pleased to inform you that I am doing fairly well indeed. --
 If it weren't for the unfortunate facts that I have only a quill, a pot of ink, aged paper and a small ration of food and water.
  Please don't feel any sympathy for me; it's been quite an adventure.
But I am hoping by the time you obtain this letter, I will have already found my way home, safe and sound.

Sadly, this letter is a bit pointless. I am writing you, merely to let you know that I'm alive and well at the present moment---
unless the wolves descend and devour me. So I send you my best wishes and regards as I chase down my next meal.
And I will think of you sitting in a big, comfy chair reading a pleasant book, thinking pleasant things, while you sip your hot tea. Instead of fabricating a fishing pole or some other hunting implement in hopes to satisfy your hunger.

Inside the envelope you will find a few things I have gathered on my travels.

I must go and find shelter now, as it is becoming rather gusty out here.

Kate. L

post script: Had it not been for a slip of paper with your address on it, I wouldn't have been able to write to you.


this Christmas

The Christmas season this year was slightly hectic. But also, it was filled with memories. Some memories were captured with my camera, but many were captured with my heart. They couldn't have been photographed.
I made delicious sugar cookies and incredible paper snowflakes. I inhaled the chilly air and let snow fall in my hair. I put Christmas lights and ornaments on our tree. Received anonymous gifts on our doorstep. Quoted Buddy the Elf quite frequently. I watched holiday movies with my family. And I ate WAY too many chocolates. I sent a letter that I had already written but procrastinated sending in the mail. I knitted a hat that I gave as a present. Witnessed an elf grilling hamburgers. (yes, I really did) I got a long awaited journal. I devoured one too many cookies and treats but never regretted it. Stayed up until 4 AM two nights in a row. Ding-dong-ditched someone's house and left a baggie of scrumptious goods. I took as many pictures as I could, but not as many as I should have. I gazed at Christmas lights in the dark.
Christmas is beautiful. And I'm thankful for the birth of Jesus Christ.

How was your Christmas, darlings?


first snowfall

The first snow began to fall last night. It was utterly beautiful. 
( I'm hoping for a white Christmas )




It's where the heart is.
Where your loved ones are.
A place where you can be yourself without the judgment.
Love and be loved.
Eat good food and give happy hugs.
Sing to your favorite song without a care in the world.
Read books and laugh.
Have an honest, heartfelt conversation.
Smile and take naps.
Reminisce old memories.

Even if you're not really home, you can still have that warm, content feeling. When you know you're at home in your heart. In the car, in a train, at the park or at a friends house. It could be anywhere. You'll know that feeling of home when it comes to you. You'll have a happy heart.



faith, me, and God


I know with my entire being, that I need to be closer to God. He has done so much for me, and I feel that I put such little effort in to express my bountiful gratitude to Him. I don't think praying is enough.
 Through this difficult time in my life, I need Him more than ever. I know that I could never do any of the things that I'm doing without His help and guidance.
I realize now, that if I cannot find the time to read scriptures or pray, then I am too busy. Which seems to have been the case lately. I need to put Heavenly Father first. As my first priority. Above anything else. Before myself.

Recently, I haven't felt like a good sister. I've been mean. I've been impatient. Irritable. I have yelled at my siblings. Gotten angry with them.
And I regret it..... Immensely.
 I put aside playing with my brothers and sisters because I thought texting was more important. I've pondered this day after day. "Why? Why do I even do this? That single text will always be there. It's the text that can wait. Not my siblings". 
I was spending too much time on the computer and not enough time with them. Caring about trivial things that will NEVER matter. 
They don't deserve this. They don't deserve to be treated the way I have treated them. I know that everyone in our home is under a lot of stress. In our particular circumstance, it's hard to keep my temper. 
But also, in a way, this situation has brought us closer together as a family. And I feel that it has brought me closer to God. 
I know with all my heart, that He will help me through this tough time in my life. No matter how hard it feels right now. I know He is there. He is watching over us. He wouldn't make me go through with this if He thought I couldn't handle it. God knows what I am capable of. What we're all capable of.

I pray that He will bless me with patience, kindness and an increased faith. I pray that soon everything will be the way it was. That everything will soon be better. And I will come away from this as a stronger and wiser person.
It's difficult to put all of my feelings into words, but I am trying hard. Trying hard for Him.
I have said I'm sorry. And He forgave me.

I will change my heart.

Not With Haste by Mumford And Sons on Grooveshark


winter is coming; I can feel it

big sweaters <3

Winter is coming; I can feel it. I can feel it in my toes. On my skin as I shiver from a chilly wind. The leaves are pulled from branches, leaving the trees bare, exposed. Leaves are scattered everywhere. The scene is beautiful but desolate looking.
Winter whispers to me in the early hours of the morning. Telling me to get up. But I don't want to. It's cold. I stay warm in my burgundy flannel sheets just a little while longer, despising the idea that I need to get out of bed.
I put on cozy, wool socks. That's always makes me feel better. And I have myself a cup of green tea. My hands are instantly warmer. I take a sip and I am warm on the inside too.

I know winter is on its way when we start to have fires every night. Listening to the crackle of the fire and watching the flames lick up at the air, trying to grow higher and higher. Gazing into the flames, becoming mesmerized. Feeling at peace. Feeling the heat. Sitting in the living room with my family. Sleepiness usually occurs when I sit near a fire. Why is that? 
I know winter is coming when all I want to wear is sweaters. Sweaters and socks. I love big sweaters. It's like wearing a permanent hug throughout the day. Sweaters bring me a sense of comfort. They seem to take that feeling of 'home' with me, no matter where I go. I adore them for that.
Winter is coming. Which also means that Christmas is. And Thanksgiving is just around the corner. Christmas music just began playing on the radio the other day. I was really excited. Maybe more than I should have been.
My hands are usually always cold now. Unless I have them tucked inside my sweatshirt. My socks never leave my feet. And I don't want them to.
 I am frequently drawn to the rocking chair, cuddling into a blanket or hoping to absorb a few chapters of one of my current reads. Or I just sit there, contemplating and pondering. Winter, it seems, is the perfect time for that.
Winter is coming. I can feel it.


let the holiday baking commence


I made some pumpkin chocolate chip muffins the other day, and they were delicious. And lovely.
Anything with pumpkin is bound to be good.
Now that the holidays are upon us, I think it's time for some copious amounts of scrumptious baked goods, don't you? 
I, personally, am looking forward to everything that I plan on baking....and...........eating  this holiday season. What about you?

What do YOU hope to bake and eat this holiday season?


these small moments


Those moments when you take a nap with your little sister, and you listen to her soft, slow breathing.
When you get whipped cream on your nose and you smile as you wipe it away.
Quiet afternoons and evenings when it seems as if everything and nothing is happening all at once.
The warmth and crackle of a fire.
Waking up and feeling like you had the best sleep of your life.
Those moments that you have had the intense desire to bake something, anything.
Hearing the comfortable sounds of the rain.
Feelings in your heart that you can't quite explain.
Talking with your mother
Searching deep within your soul for the genuine you.
Not knowing......which path to take.

"We are always getting ready to live but never living." Ralph Waldo Emerson

Whether a moment is big or small, good or bad, mundane or magical; it comes and goes. That moment passes and becomes yesterday. That's all the past is. Time that you'll never have the privilege of experiencing again. 
I want to remember these small moments in my life. I don't want to forget. 
I want to remember the way my little sister says my name. The way my little brothers' dimples look when they smile. How the droplets of rain looked on the leaves outside the other day. How I laughed with my sister last night. The feelings that I have had in my heart these past few weeks. 
I want to live. Live in the here and now. This moment.  And cherish the moments that I am blessed with.

I have said this once before: Time passes by much too quickly for my liking. And sometimes, I'm sorry to say, I barely even notice. I don't notice how precious time is.... Until it's gone. That's one of the bittersweet things about life I guess. You have to recognize a moment and jump into it with reckless abandon.
Live. Love. Laugh. Cherish. Smile. Remember. Think. Wonder. Aspire. It's never too late to begin living. There is only now. Now to do something of the marvelous. 
These small moments will be a part of our lives forever.

Monte by Zee Avi on Grooveshark


little notes of joy [67 - 78]

photos by moi

67. salted caramel hot chocolate (from Starbuck's)

68. writing letters

69. roller skating

70. pretending I'm British

71. laughing so much that my cheeks hurt

72. conversations

73. crossing something off my Bucket List *

74. taking a nap

75. thinking about Christmas

76. banana cake

77. getting some well deserved sleep

78. taking pictures of raindrops

* I crossed off  "make whoopie pies" and  "pretend I'm British in public".


vampire photoshoot

Dashboard by Modest Mouse on Grooveshark   Play the song please. It creates ambiance fit for vampires.

So, I orchestrated an impromptu vampire photo shoot with some friends. Friends who didn't care about acting like idiots for a little while. (those are the perfect photography subjects)
 It was funny when people would drive by and stare at us. --Us wearing capes. Most of the faces I saw looked slightly frightened. And I really want to know what those people were thinking.
I wanted to do this photo shoot because....I just wanted to. I thought it would be a neat thing to do before Halloween. Not because I'm obsessed with the Twilight series (because I'm not!), or because I actually belong to a real vampire clan and I just didn't tell you, or because I'm someone who has a morbid interest in beings who suck blood.
No. I wanted to do this just for the heck of it. Because I thought it would be fun. And it was.
Thank you Daniel and Shane for being excellent vampires. You guys are awesome.

~ To my lovely readers: This was merely humorous entertainment.
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