these are the things that engage me with life.

the click of my camera. acoustic music playing in the background. a morning cup of coffee in the quiet house. bubble baths with wine in hand. books. always books. stolen kisses. cuddles with my son. bike rides to get frozen yogurt. phone calls with friends back in canada. writing. always writing. a cool, evening breeze. two feet in the pool. documenting my life through project life. dinners on the barbeque. dinner + a movie dates. a hot shower after a...

summer lists on a thursday morning.

the last time i compiled a list like this it was still spring. we weren’t yet dashing indoors to avoid the heat. we weren’t rushing out the door at 7:30am to go to the park before the temperatures ramped up. we weren’t thinking about how to entertain ourselves indoors all day. i wasn’t showering twice a day; once in the morning and once before bed, to wash the days stickiness off of my skin. spring is gone, and summer is...

Excerpts from my journal | 02

engagement photo by tamara kate, 2010   i just can’t shake the feeling that i’m meant to live somewhere with open, green fields and dark, chipped wood under my feet. open cupboards and mismatched clay coffee cups stacked on the counter next to a day old pot of coffee. a place where wooded trails are just around the corner and you know all of your neighbors by name. a house with wooden window panes and sheer white curtains, and a...

spring lists on a friday morning.

even though the past few days here in vegas have brought about a drop in temperatures and fierce winds, it is still spring, and just the thought of t-shirts and sunglasses, jean shorts and flip flops is enough to get me through. summer (especially here in vegas) is just around the corner. though our winters are mild, there is always a shift when spring comes along. suddenly we spend more time outside, open the windows, clean out the cobwebs both...

Excerpts from my journal | 01

At times like this I try to remind myself of how tired he is (how tired we both are) and try not to take it personally, but it’s hard when he is not the man I know. ++ This morning as I gave DJ his bottle at 6am I couldn’t help but think: I always wanted two children, but this baby stage – these days and nights that just blur and blend together into one big mess of exhaustion and...