a haiku

All I want to be,
is someone that makes new things.
And thinks about them.

-John Maeda

creating

Working in a lab and doing science-y things all day, I often dream of a creative job, making a living selling things I’ve made with my hands.  But then I worry that adding a business side to it might ruin the enjoyment I derive from creating beautiful things and just playing around.

Like the time I took voice lessons for a semester in college and that voice teacher sucked all the joy out of singing for me.  Gone.  I had to get out of there, and once I did;  I went back to singing in the car, singing while I do dishes, singing while I putter around the house.

So.  What do I do?

just one more

carbon lily

And now, a little plug for a new singer/piano player I’ve been enjoying, Jenny Dalton.  I love her voice and her unique melodic progressions.  You can get her music from Amazon at this link.

…and here’s one of her remixes.  good running music!

everything sad is coming untrue

You may or may not notice that edit on the last post; but either way I’ll just say this one thing and have done with it:  Writing about emotions on the internet is risky, but writing about unreasonable, confusing, and fleeting crushes is just stupid.  I’m not pining away over anyone.  In fact, I’ve experienced more joy these past few months since graduation than I could ever deserve.

The last year has been one of the hardest, best, most growing times of my life.  There is still so far to go, but as I look back at all the pain and tears and loneliness I’ve walked through, I can’t help but rejoice that my Heavenly Father allowed the suffering to start making me more like Him.

And with that, I think I’m done talking about it all.  At least in this forum.  I want to write about new life and grace and redemption and creating beauty and the joy found in small things each day.

For now, I’ll leave you with these lyrics from Jason Gray’s new LP:

In the way the shadows hide
When the sun begins to rise
And in the way the world comes alive
At the first hint of spring
The frozen rivers run
The death of winter comes undone
Whispers of Kingdom Come
While the bluebird sings

Everything
Everything that I thought I knew
Everything
Everything sad is coming untrue

well.

It’s much too late and I’m trying to power through a few hundred more stitches on this baby blanket — I’m knitting it for a friend who had a baby recently and my mom is leaving first thing in the morning to go see her.  I’ve probably put about 60 hours into this thing already…

I have some cool pictures from the weekend of the Fourth, but it’s too late and I’m too tired to mess with Flickr links and HTML right now.  Another day.  We had a great time with my aunt and uncle.  Adam escaped yet another year of firecracker debauchery with only minor burns and zero casualties — a miracle.  Every year, my dad vows that he won’t be allowed any firecrackers the next year.  And then the next 4th of July rolls around and he forgets.  Just like that.

I got the new Derek Webb album this afternoon.  You should probably go buy it if you haven’t yet done so — he continues to outdo himself.  This stuff is the way Christian music should be; gut-wrenchingly honest and beautiful.

I guess the real thing I wanted to say in all of this is as follows:  Sometimes being a woman just sucks.  Especially when one has strong feelings for someone and no idea if he’ll ever reciprocate.

St. Augustine and friends

I visited the lovely little town of St. Augustine, Florida this past weekend for my friend Valerie’s wedding.  Val and I have been friends since my freshman year of college and we’ve been through alot together.

We spent Friday exploring the St. George Street district, downtown — St. Augustine is the oldest town in America and many of the buildings are hundreds of years old!  That evening, we ate the rehearsal dinner at this charming restaurant right on the water.  Cappucino creme brulee, yum!

The day of the [outdoor] wedding itself was kinda stressful due to the fickle Florida weather.  It started to rain in the early afternoon so everyone was in a holding pattern once the decorations were up and the small number of guests arrived.  At about 5:30, we seized a brief gap in the clouds; shooed everyone outside and started the processional…  The ground was so squashy that the 3 inch heels on my shoes sank all the way in with every step.  Walking on tip-toe down an entire aisle is not a simple feat, believe me.  But we all made it.

I thought the wedding might be really hard for me, especially having to be in it.  And it was in some ways.  But in other ways, it reminded me of how grateful I am for the many blessings the Lord has graciously allowed in my life.  Even if the blessing of a relationship is not currently one of them.

Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Gregg.

personality mosaic

Rules:

a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search (http://www.flickr.com/).
b. Using ONLY the first page, pick an image.
c. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into Mosaic Maker. Change rows to 3 and columns to 3 (http://bighugelabs.com/flickr/mosaic.php).

The Questions:

1. What is your name?  Sara
2. What is your favorite food?   avocados
3. What is your favorite color? green
4. Favorite drink?  grapefruit juice
5. Dream vacation?  Two weeks in Santorini & the Cyclades
6. Favorite hobby?  knitting
7. What you want to be when you grow up?  wife & mom
8. What’s one thing you call valuable on this earth?  hope
9. One word to describe you?  diverse

1. Sara’s orange singlespeed, 2. sexy stark, 3. I had to do it, too…:), 4. fresh vitamins, 5. [imerovigli], 6. Untitled, 7. He had a wife, humble, obedient and quiet and three children, 8. We are choosing hope over fear., 9. Dans la Rue!

some inspiration

An aggregation of some recent Flickr faves.  How I wish I could capture beauty the way these photographers do…

1. Untitled, 2. Little Shoes, 3. I wish you could smell this, 4. Order and precision, 5. Untitled, 6. Sunlit grass, 7. jane’s eye, 8. Untitled, 9. Meditation