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the beginnings of a horticulturalist

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Hannah has developed an interest in seeds recently. Whether it be from avocados, peaches, corn...etc. she wants to plant them. I caught her picking corn kernels out of the already popped popcorn bag the other day. I asked her what she was doing and she told me that she was going to make corn. I told her that I in fact had some corn kernels in which farmers actually use. She was elated to find out that I had such gems and went immediately out to plant them. We started getting little leaves popping up but Caleb didn't know what they were and dug them up. stink. Hannah and I were kind of upset with the fact that he tore out our corn so willy nilly. Though today brought a new agricultural opportunity. I decided I wanted to reshoot for a page of our church magazine about our responsibility as Christians to being stewards of the earth. I had decided to go cliche and have my mom hold a handful of dirt and a plant of some sort in the palms of her hands. We had noticed that several maple tr...

beatuy of ordinary days

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I have been ultra productive today. I have Mondays off from work and I usually sleep in till super late and feel as if I have wasted an entire day. So this morning I woke up a bit earlier, had a smoothie for breakfast and read "What is the What" (I am taking forever to read this book and am determined to finish within the next couple days. Luckily I really like the book.) I then did laundry and can't wait to go to bed tonight because my sheets smell of fresh fabric softner and bleach. I then made errands to homers (to buy gift cards) then I went to half priced books and bought "thank you" cards and then I made my way to Old Navy where I found a black pencil skirt for a steal and found a pair of jeans that miracuously fit perfect (which hardly EVER happens). Since my errands I filled out several of my thank you cards until my hands started to hurt and then decided to go take pictures of some of our pets. Oh and I made new friends along the way. The beauty of it a...

frumpy

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Tonight is the night of my long awaited concert. I am not playing in the concert or anything, I have no actual musical talent for that. I have been coordinating a concert featuring 4 different bands of amazing calebir that is geared towards 20 somethings. I have had a range of thoughts concerning the concert...at first I was afraid no one would come, then based off of what others were saying, I was a afraid that people (tons) were coming. Also ontop of that, though I am 22 years old...I often times feel frumpy and not so "young and hip" (the very fact that I use the term "hip" makes me feel 90ish). Basically I am afraid people will think of me as a marmy old woman with "mom jeans" and old jargon. Then I have a fear that I am not frumpy but my fears will make into that person. I hate these paradoxical fears that run me ragged. Then on the flip side I don't really care at all...whether people think of me as frumpy or whether I actually am frumpy. Whatev...

My Apologies

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Dear Eager Readers, I have been very busy and preoccupied with my birthday party, planning a concert, planning a missions trip to inner city Chicago, promoting the one big party and a following retreat. I am sorry I have left you all, my many many readers hanging. Though this post is not very informative, hopefully this will hold you over for a later post. Sincerely, rachelle Dear Beloved Photography, I regret and am terribly sorry for neglecting you for so long. I have been temporarily distracted with work, friends, family and snapshots. Yes, snapshots have taken over what once was an art rather than a hobby. I have NOT entirely replaced you though I have not given you the attention nor the respect that you deserve. I am trying and plan on changing this very soon. Love, rachelle Dear Michael Phelps, I am terribly sorry for telling everyone that you are going to be my future husband. I realize I should have consulted you before announcing our wedding. I am sorry I must seem like a cree...