this evening

it was a tough day around here, so i was glad to be able to end it like this. in these moments i wonder if i’ll ever be able to live in a city again.

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progress


the beds will hopefully be finished today..


.. conveniently it’s Saturday and the Ann Arbor Farmers’ Market was hoppin’.. we stopped by after breakfast with J at the hospital and nearly bought two of everything from Frog Holler Organic Farm¬†— isn’t that name pretty perfect? they boast a drool-worthy internship.. perhaps in another life..


this is me – a little too excited with my new kids.

busy week


it rained, a lot.


then this happened.


we started something.


and i finished some things.


Oso got even more weird.


i auditioned for Roseanne.


and staple-hammered SO much chicken wire.


i perfected naptime.


walked in the sun.


and ate really good food.

 

i realize instagram photos are cop-outs (you don’t need to yell at me CRL).. but this week has been straight-up insane. and it’s only Thursday.. today is pretty packed – school and volunteering (cooking at a church, jesus christ).. and Saturday we’re hosting & catering a wedding, which I’m photographing.. after which I will race to downtown Detroit to meet my pops and sister for our FIRST TIGERS GAME..

life just chugs along, whether i like it or not. i’m glad i’ve decided to start participating, but i still feel the same about being “home”.

perhaps a vacation is in order.. May is just around the corner.

Good Morning.

It’s finally feeling like spring, I just watched a dense fog creep across the lake towards us.. it’s chilly and sprinkling. A whole french press was needed to convince me to head out to the farmers market this morning.

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My aunt Jeanne is my favorite aunt for many reasons. She’s sweet and selfless, worrisome in an endearing way.. always encouraging and enthusiastic. I spent a LOT of time at her house when I was a kid.. there were a couple years in high school when I spent every available evening and weekend there. ¬†“She practically raised you..” — my mom, on the subject.

Jeanne lives on a pretty big piece of property southeast of Ann Arbor. When we were kids they had a pool (with a slide!), a giant field for a backyard (complete with pond and go-karts), and a barn.

The barn had a big hay loft that we would climb in.. Kool-Aid in one hand, a barn kitten in another – I’m not really sure why, nor do I remember how they got back down… The barn also had about 6 stalls that periodically held horses. Spanky, the family pony was the longest running resident. He bucked me off 3 times. We were never really buds. There was a goat named Goaty, he was fun until he started head-butting us down the stairs. Needless to say, it was a place where we ran and biked and swam and skinned our knees.

The barn has certainly seen better days, but I’m excited to report that it might soon be home to a brood of chickens.

This potential chicken coop/stall/room needs a lot of work, mainly patching and securing in order to protect the hens from the multiple raccoons that have taken up residence in the hay loft, but we’re excited.