I started this blog 4 years ago and made 2 posts and then I let it be silent. I wasn’t sure what I had to say or if there was a point to documenting it if I did. My interests are varied and I kept thinking they didn’t fit together well to make a blog because how many photographer-runner-writer-witches are there out there? It’s taken me those 4 years to realize it doesn’t matter. That’s who I am. I am writing for me. If someone reads this and chooses to follow along on this strange adventure, I’ll welcome them and hope they gain something from one or more of those aspects of me.
It’s not lost on me that I’m resurrecting this blog at the beginning of a new year. This isn’t a resolution of any kind, I refuse to set those, I never stick with them. I am, however, setting a word for this year. Create. This last year has brought home to me how important it is to take time to do things we enjoy. I want to spend more time on my photography and writing.
I have spent much of the last 7 years growing my career, and while that’s important, I’ve let it be all encompassing much of that time. I like my career and job. I’m good at it and I make a nice living. I’m VERY grateful to have my career, but there is zero creativity to it. It’s all numbers and dates. Growing up I hated math and numbers and even chose my degree based on what required the least amount of math! Ha! And now, I spend my days living in Microsoft Project. I’m still continuing to learn and further my career, but I’m at a place in life that it’s not “all work, all the time.” I’ve done that and it got me a career, but also, depression, anxiety, and complete burnout.

In 2019, M and I took a trip to the UK for a couple of weeks. We spent a week in Scotland, and a week in England. While we were in England, we did a photography tour. As we were walking to a little chapel, I saw these flowers tucked into the railing leading down some steps. I still wonder about the story behind these flowers. Who were they meant for? How did they end up tucked between a railing and an old wall? It was just a quick snap as we were going along and it has ended up being one of my favorite pictures of that trip. They remind me to look for the beauty, no matter what.