the aesthetic + the heart
More about The Desire Map: I am blogging my way through my experience leading a Desire Map book club. “Wild” is one of my core desired feelings. See my Wild board here. The first post, Learning How To Desire, is here. You can get the book here. If you’d like to join the next book club I host in Los Angeles, email me at laurennicolelove[at]gmail.com to join the waiting list. You can also follow me on Pinterest, Twitter, and Instagram. xo
i always want to remember evenings like this.
a weekend at home. beginning to stoke the flames of the fire starter sessions, farmers market flowers, watercolors, and finding peace again.
for my birthday this weekend, max surprised me with a getaway trip to three rivers!!
we stayed at the rio sierra riverhouse right outside the sequoia national forest. if you’re looking for a get away somewhere between los angeles and san francisco, this bed and breakfast was paradise.
i took so many pictures that i’m going to have to split them up into 3 blog posts. hah. so, here is set #1: the drive there!
later this week i’ll post the unbelievable photos taken in the snow up in the mountains. and, the world’s largest tree. 🙂
so…this past sunday at the larchmont farmer’s market, i convinced max to let us foster three tiny kittens for an adoption agency there! we have these three babies until next sunday, at which point i will probably fall apart trying to give them back.
note: if you are in los angeles and want to adopt one of them, let me know!!! they have their flea/lice meds & are 80% potty trained. haha. .
/ / ps. i’m obsessed with kiva right now. if you want to try it, your first $25 loan is free with my referral link. / /
“hooooo-um.” she stretched her vowels and lips as her eyes widened, joy spilling out from her self-accomplishment. “hooooo-um,” she repeated again. the new word. the boy who had taken her in, woven his fingers with hers to keep her close, was patiently explaining all of the new intricacies of life to her. discovery was hers. this life that everyone had been living in, while she had – morning after morning – splayed her little feet under and through the dirt. she bubbled through deep breaths of excitement over the new and delicate, but often fell against deep pains and childlike confusion over the ugly. it was so much. but she was determined. “hooooo-um.” determined for this. this word. she was home.
