For 2011

Write more. Read more, internet less. Try a new dance class. Pitch a story. Get a second tattoo. Buy a bike and actually ride it. More veggies, less sugar. Do something even if it scares the crap out of me. Get back in shape, but be kind to my body this time. Let it go. Let him go.

Acknowledge the anxiety, the panic attacks, the other issues. Acknowledge, but don't be ruled by them. Life is too short, you know this.

Love a little more, laugh a little more, cry a little less.

Embrace the movement, the joy. It's there, you know how to find it.

My kind of winter

When greeted with a sky like this as soon as I wake up on what should be a gloomy January morning, I know it's going to be a good day. Being able to walk outside to take the picture with bare feet, because it's just that warm? Yes please!




Flowers coming up in January. On a morning that was already 55 degrees at 10 a.m.. These little sprouts caught my eye on the way to coffee. Already happy that it was so warm, something about the persistence it takes to break from the ground in a winter month made me smile.

In a place that's so gray and damp much of the year, it seems so much more important that I not take the little things, the quick flashes of sun, the breaks in the rain, for granted.

Spring will be here before we know it, right?

Peace

Flip flops in January, because it's that warm




Outside with my coffee, perched on the stairs, watching the waves crash




Sunshine to the south



Mist on the mountains to the northwest




A pretty mix over downtown


Any winter where I can have a few days in the 50's, a break in the rain, a few hours to be outdoors and enjoy it... I'll take it. So thankful for the little things, and an ever growing sense that this is home now!