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A Failure To Launch.



I have been absent for a very long time (my last post was penned July 10th). Here I sit, grappling with awkwardness, staring at my computer screen, and asking myself the question, how in the heck do I begin again? 



Yesterday my close friend Dorothy and I spent a couple of hours together with coffee and candid conversation. I don't think we left a topic untouched. Among them was the question of why I fell away from blogging. The obvious and easy answer is that life has been complex. I have a great deal of responsibility to people that I love, and my mom especially has needed extra attention.



There is nothing untrue about that answer. No one's life story is without unforeseen twists and turns in the plot. But life's surprises notwithstanding, we all experience busyness, obligations, chores, doctor appointments, British drama binges, and the rest. But there's more to this question of blog abandonment, and I would like to honestly explain. When I lose my momentum, which I most assuredly have, my spirited embrace of blogging is displaced by insecurity and blog lethargy. Proof of this is that I have posted to my blog only one time since January! I spent 3 weeks blogging my way through England, sharing photos and feelings, promising future posts, and then I abruptly stopped writing; for months and months.



I have a serious and strong desire to share bits and pieces of my life; my photos, my ideas, and our dreams. And though absent from the blogosphere, we were not idle. As Larry and I chip away at our project list, I envision every new creative undertaking as a potential blog post. I string together the words in my head, I clearly visualize the photos. But repeatedly I have sold out to that small ubiquitous voice that constantly whispers, "What makes you think anyone is interested?". 

Dorothy said I worry obsessively about being perfect. She's right. I am convinced that no one is interested in anything less. I have a bin full of projects that are 80% finished. So she said I need to understand that if I want to move forward I have to learn that although I will never be perfect, I can be perfect enough. I really like that~ perfect enough.



You know, maybe no one is actually interested. Well, Larry and Dorothy are interested. But what matters is that I truly enjoy the blogging process. It provides the structure I desperately need and a challenge. My blog is a photo journal of my adventure through life, and I love creating it. However, I get easily derailed because I allow blogging to become a popularity contest; like sorority rush. Silly, right? It's my blog and it only needs to make me happy. In other words, it's my party and I'll blog if I want to.

Perhaps you're wondering what, if anything, I have concluded from all of this babble? Just this~ Blogging is a not about being the best, but rather about sharing my best. Creativity has no well-defined destination. It's an adventure; it's a process. It's a lesson in perfect enough



Adventure indeed awaits. And I hope you'll wander with me.

Thanks for allowing me to ramble,

~Dana 





















SNAPSHOTS



A RANDOM MIX OF PHOTOS AND CHAT.

Remnant Goes To The Beach.




After a very long blog sabbatical, I'm feeling a blog call-to-action. I've been extraordinarily busy here at home. As I've mentioned, our property is landscape intensive and requires attention beginning about mid-February.

The cold, blustery weather seemed endless yet the grass and weeds pay it no mind. So what I consider to be the ugly months were spent in great part outside, hard at work, constricted by warm sweaters and even parkas. Landscape intruders show no mercy. If I were to write a book about gardening in the Pacific Northwest, I might entitle it Man Vs. Shotweed, or something similar.

More recently, June Gloom has grudgingly given way and we've been blessed with shimmering blue water and sun-filled sky. Down vests and puff coats are now stowed well out of sight and out of mind.  The mode 'o day is once again cropped jeans, lightweight layers, and an appropriate sun hat.

OK, so if you know me at all you know my favorite color is "neutral". I work at color, I sincerely do. But I always seem to regress. I love all shades of beige, brown and white, and it's a struggle for me to be adventurous.

This spring however I broke the mold; really I did. I think 9 months of ever-present, oppressive damp and gray weather did a number on my psyche. There was a time when I thought the seasonal affective disorder conversation was merely psycho-babble~ not so anymore. The struggle is real.

Anyway, I threw myself at the task of creating more interest (via more color) in the living room. I made a sizable collection of new accent pillows.

In so doing, I learned new ways to make pillow covers. I tried a one piece style, which required very little cutting and sewing. And a more typical envelope style. I will do anything to avoid hand-stitching pillow closures.

Fabric shopping consumed a bit of time. At first I bought fabric at a local JoAnn's. I love shopping there. There's a coupon for everything and they have such a relaxed return policy, thankfully. My first choices did not turn out to be my best.

My online choice is Best Fabric Store. I am not paid to give endorsements so you can trust me when I say this company is amazing. Fast shipping, great customer service and perfect pricing, so what's not to like? I ordered a variety of samples and then with a leap of faith, ordered cut yardage. I am really happy with the two choices I made. The quality is really top notch.

So here you go, snaps of my new subtle beach-side look. I hope you enjoy the browse.





You might be thinking that my beach tones are understated. Yes, that's by design. I wanted to bring blue into the living room without getting all gimmicky or cutesy.



I am a lucky woman. Blue hydrangeas provide a profusion of color both outside and in the living room. And in case you haven't guessed, this is my morning coffee spot, now awash with color.

I can't say goodbye without leaving you with a link to a great tutorial on the one piece envelope pillow. Check it out here at The Happy Housie.

As an aside, the small burlap pillows are from a different source. I will share that in a separate post because there's a cute story attached.  Speaking of cute, we have a very close guy friend who is an ardent Remnant fan. He reads almost all of my posts, obviously giving some closer attention than others. He told me that although he prefers my travel writing and photos, he will (nonetheless) suffer through the table setting posts. Now that's a true follower.

I'm sure he has absolutely no interest in my pillows, although it is he actually encouraging me to use more color in my house. So I dedicate this post to our dear friend Steve.

I'm sure my long absences have cost me most of my readership. So to you that are still here, I'm sending a huge thanks.

With love,

~Dana

POSTCARDS

WISH YOU WERE HERE~ A Photologue Of Our Travels.

Enchanted Cambridge.

 
Christ's College, University of Cambridge 

Our trip is coming to a rapid halt, so this is my final U.K. post. We attempt to fly home tomorrow. I use the word  attempt because we fly standby. If it weren't for the blessing of lifelong flight benefits we would not have had the many incredible journeys we've enjoyed together. The price we pay is the non-confirmed flight status and the attendant uncertainty; so well worth it. 

Cambridge was quite a lovely surprise and a perfect place for an English travel finale. For some reason I was expecting to fall in love with Oxford but not Cambridge. I think that is in part the result of watching so much British drama set in and about Oxfordshire. However, I'm quite smitten with Cambridge and this strong affinity caught me off guard. 

 

 

 

As in any very old city center, Cambridge street scenes are deeply emphatic. Simple structural elements such as doors and windows exude character and beckon newcomers to stop and take notice. 

 

 

 

Bicycles and bridges abound in Cambridge. I have never, ever seen such a population of bikes. Bicycles here were for me the same as telephone booths in London~ I couldn't stop photographing them. 

 

 

 

The River Carn runs along Jesus Green, and we were staying just a few short blocks away. So both mornings we walked a paved path which is laid out between the green and the riverbank, to a delightful little cafe for coffee and a scone. 

 

 
These colorful boats are called punts. Young men work aggressively at marketing the Cambridge punt experience. It was much too cold for us, but many visitors took advantage of the opportunity. 

 
There are also many narrow-boats on the river. Some are full time live-aboard and some are for charter. 


 
Best scone in England. 


 

 

Amazing coffee here at Bould Borthers. These two young men opened just six days ago. It was such a wonderful place to spend some time. 
A few more Cambridge images~

 

 

 

I need to pack now and I really dislike packing to go home. It unnerves me more than flying standby. I always say I won't buy anything that takes up space, but obviously I lie. My bags are about to burst. 

When I get home I hope to write some thoughts about all things right about this trip and all of my mistakes. And I am going to post my "best of" photos as a recap. Thank you again for being interested enough to follow our journey!

Hugs,

~Dana 




POSTCARDS

WISH YOU WERE HERE~ A Photologue Of Our Travels.

Enchanted Cambridge.

 
Christ's College, University of Cambridge 

Our trip is coming to a rapid halt, so this is my final U.K. post. We attempt to fly home tomorrow. I use the word  attempt because we fly standby. If it weren't for the blessing of lifelong flight benefits we would not have had the many incredible journeys we've enjoyed together. The price we pay is the non-confirmed flight status and the attendant uncertainty; so well worth it. 

Cambridge was quite a lovely surprise and a perfect place for an English travel finale. For some reason I was expecting to fall in love with Oxford but not Cambridge. I think that is in part the result of watching so much British drama set in and about Oxfordshire. However, I'm quite smitten with Cambridge and this strong affinity caught me off guard. 

 

 

 

As in any very old city center, Cambridge street scenes are deeply emphatic. Simple structural elements such as doors and windows exude character and beckon newcomers to stop and take notice. 

 

 

 

Bicycles and bridges abound in Cambridge. I have never, ever seen such a population of bikes. Bicycles here were for me the same as telephone booths in London~ I couldn't stop photographing them. Truth be told, it was t times as if the bicycles were photobombing me. That's how 

 

 

 

The River Carn runs along Jesus Green, and we were staying just a few short blocks away. So both mornings we walked a paved path which is laid out between the green and the riverbank, to a delightful little cafe for coffee and a scone. 

 

 
These colorful boats are called punts. Young men work aggressively at marketing the Cambridge punt experience. It was much too cold for us, but many visitors took advantage of the opportunity. 

 
There are also many narrow-boats on the river. Some are full time live-aboard and some are for charter. 


 
Best scone in England. 


 

 

Amazing coffee here at Bould Borthers. These two young men opened just six days ago. It was such a wonderful place to spend some time. 

A few more Cambridge views~

 

 

 

I need to pack now and I really dislike packing to go home. It unnerves me more than flying standby. I always say I won't buy anything that takes up space, but obviously I lie. My bags are about to burst. 

When I get home I hope to write some thoughts about all things right about this trip and all of my mistakes. And I am going to post my "best of" photos as a recap. Thank you again for being interested enough to follow our journey!

Hugs,

~Dana