sometimes i sit at the table with my fingertips on the keys, grinding my teeth for minutes and sometimes hours at a time trying to think of something to begin with. it is my worst flaw as a blogger and a writer. i put so much emphasis on the first sentence, the opening line, the introduction. and i haven't changed at all because when i wrote stories as a kid how i started was just as important. i had to instantly bring them in, to get the reader interested. and after years of struggling with this i have finally accepted that it is not my strong point. it seems like the more i blog the harder it gets to start a post. what does this mean? do i spend too much in my head? or do i not have any more beginnings left in me?
anyways, lets just do this easy and begin at the beginning of the day. dan and i went to neck point to go for a walk. apparently everyone and their dog had the same idea because the place was packed with families and animals and little old couples going for strolls. it's a pretty fantastical way to spend a saturday morning so you can't blame them.
old, dead leaves are witches hands and will always be witches hands to me. don't you remember being a kid and everything being magical like that? well i refuse to let go of my childhood whims.
this is called me living in the moment. i don't do it very often. and chances are you don't either. maybe one day we can meet up and do it together.
dan never smiles in pictures. i have to force him too. sometimes a tit joke helps the process along.
the lighting today was perfect. not too sunny, not too dark. these days are rare and if you are a photographer you should take advantage of them. not doing so is like giving mother nature the finger.
and no one wants to upset mother nature. i don't need any more snow this year, thanks.
dan loved neck point. it was the first time he has actually been able to see it all. i was a tour guide to a place i barely know myself. we were lucky i didn't get us lost. but thankfully the paths were marked and easy to follow...so my lack of directional skills didn't really matter.
this is how i look as a tour guide.
seriously, i know what i'm doing.
we went to the beach and visited some sea monsters.
i think i am going to try to convince dan to go back tomorrow. there were some cliffs and bluffs and little jut outs we have yet to explore. and i am sure some tide pools and more sea monsters too.
saturdays are dreamy days when there is time for a walk on the beach with a cute boy. and there is a quiet comfort in knowing that everywhere else it's saturday too and you hope that other people are as lucky as you and are enjoying it just the same. goodnight, loves.
sometimes i sit at the table with my fingertips on the keys, grinding my teeth for minutes and sometimes hours at a time trying to think of something to begin with. it is my worst flaw as a blogger and a writer. i put so much emphasis on the first sentence, the opening line, the introduction. and i haven't changed at all because when i wrote stories as a kid how i started was just as important. i had to instantly bring them in, to get the reader interested. and after years of struggling with this i have finally accepted that it is not my strong point. it seems like the more i blog the harder it gets to start a post. what does this mean? do i spend too much in my head? or do i not have any more beginnings left in me?
anyways, lets just do this easy and begin at the beginning of the day. dan and i went to neck point to go for a walk. apparently everyone and their dog had the same idea because the place was packed with families and animals and little old couples going for strolls. it's a pretty fantastical way to spend a saturday morning so you can't blame them.
old, dead leaves are witches hands and will always be witches hands to me. don't you remember being a kid and everything being magical like that? well i refuse to let go of my childhood whims.
this is called me living in the moment. i don't do it very often. and chances are you don't either. maybe one day we can meet up and do it together.
dan never smiles in pictures. i have to force him too. sometimes a tit joke helps the process along.
the lighting today was perfect. not too sunny, not too dark. these days are rare and if you are a photographer you should take advantage of them. not doing so is like giving mother nature the finger.
and no one wants to upset mother nature. i don't need any more snow this year, thanks.
dan loved neck point. it was the first time he has actually been able to see it all. i was a tour guide to a place i barely know myself. we were lucky i didn't get us lost. but thankfully the paths were marked and easy to follow...so my lack of directional skills didn't really matter.
this is how i look as a tour guide.
seriously, i know what i'm doing.
we went to the beach and visited some sea monsters.
i think i am going to try to convince dan to go back tomorrow. there were some cliffs and bluffs and little jut outs we have yet to explore. and i am sure some tide pools and more sea monsters too.
saturdays are dreamy days when there is time for a walk on the beach with a cute boy. and there is a quiet comfort in knowing that everywhere else it's saturday too and you hope that other people are as lucky as you and are enjoying it just the same. goodnight, loves.
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Wow, you luck duck. Here there is still about 6 feet of snow hanging around. That beach looks lovely.
So many colours, out of all of these the first one is my favourite. You look so pretty from all angles. I sometimes forget how nice BC is until I look at your photos and realize I live in the same place (almost!)
Next date should be a beachy one!
In writing, the first line is always the hardest, the blank sheet of paper the most daunting.
That's why I always start by writing "Soylent Green is people." Then the page isn't blank any more. Only downside is everything I write starts the same way and seldom makes sense.
I heart your nature pics <3
I love the part about sitting at the keys grinding.. I once wrote an entire two page poem about how I couldn't write. Your photos are beautiful, I don't know why some people need to look for beauty when it's so obviously all around us.
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