Best Nine of 2017


Its always fascinating to see what posts garnered the most engagement on Instagram. I was just thinking how I can post a stunning photo, taken with a DSLR, with perfect settings, but sometimes it will only get 50-60 likes... whereas when I post a selfie, a lot of time I hit the triple digits and get a load of comments and interaction. 

I think with my feed, a lot of it has to do with the caption and writing. A lot of times selfies I post are accompanied by thoughts and words, a bit of a journal entry almost, and those seem to really strike a chord with my followers. This makes me entirely happy! As someone who uses visuals AND words to convey feelings and thoughts, it warms my heart when others connect with the things I write. 

I'm also becoming aware that photos with beautiful skies are fairly popular for me... and I ain't mad. Filing all this away for the new year and new posts... but, as always, sometimes I don't even care if a post gathers a ton of likes... if its a photo that speaks to me, or marks a moment I want to remember, I'm going to post it... but I am becoming a little more aware of cultivating my feed and putting more thought into it. I hope you all are enjoying!



So Much to Be Grateful For


A November rainstorm was blowing, rain and wind and chilly temperatures. Friends ran into the house soaked and laughing, holding warm dishes of food to share. Everyone gathered and poured a drink, nibbled cheese and snapped Instagrams of the table. Little conversation starters had been placed around the table... questions and little blurbs to get everyone chatting. It was generally unnecessary- for where colorful, loving people are gathered, conversation flows. (And the champagne punch didn't hurt either!)

One of the prompts was to say one of your best traits- and as each lady went around the table, the others chimed in and encouraged, organically, and as only friends can. This was a group of ladies where some had years of friendship under their belts, others a handful of months, and some had only met that night. As the candles flickered, the light glowed in our eyes- women who had just been introduced over a cheese board named strengths, and close friends laughed and supported each other.

As we rounded the table, my turn came. Words such as "welcoming", "hospitable", and"creative" were mentioned. I myself said my strengths were acceptance/love for others and creativity. I was not being full of myself. It had taken me years to realize the things that motivated my heart, the things I naturally am drawn towards... and then the confidence to say them out loud. To not be ashamed to know what I am good at, and what drives me. And as I looked around the table, the vintage glassware and blue and white china I had lain out, the thrifted brass candlesticks winking with a magical glow... I also took in the amazing humans I have collected over the years. 

This year, there is a lot to be thankful for. 





Pink Lemonade

Lingonberry Concentrate (from Ikea)

Raspberry Liqueur

Cointreau (Orange Liqueur)

Orange slices


Pour everything to taste into a pretty punch bowl... enjoy! The beauty of punch is that there is no sure, tried and true recipe.