Jake got me some black and white film for Christmas. I shot with it in January. I finally got it developed  this week with little remembrance of what was on the roll. But once I looked through the images, I quickly recalled the day I drove up through the hills in snow and fog, just to grab a couple of shots.

Lately instead of being a responsible adult, I've been going on long wandering walks, finding the perfect flowers, sketching on my back stoop, drinking coffee at unreasonable times. It seems I've really embraced a meandering life. But who else would take the time to smell that spring is right here? Does anyone else catch the whiffs of the newborn flowers, the almost hot cement, a bit of mildew, and grass being mowed next door? For now I'll just have to blame my impulsiveness on this intoxicating scent I'm smelling everywhere.

I helped create this little booklet for my boss at my internship. It's always nice to see things in print, in my hands, actually tangible pieces of work, rather than just on the computer screen.

One of my goals this year was to make illustration a habit. I have attempted to draw, paint, or create a digital illustration every day. I carry around a notebook in case I have a few extra minutes in the middle of my day. I've found doing something that I enjoy in between things that I don't necessarily enjoy helps my mind stay focused and relaxed. What is that you like to do, but tend not to find time to do?

Lately it seems everything that I've done has linked back to the moon (for example, I watched this, was reading this, and listened to this on a new-to-me record, unintentionally all in one day). And honestly, I haven't look at it hard until recently. Now, I can hardly keep my eyes on earth and out of the sky.

I've been trying to slow done and notice how my body interacts with my surroundings. I want to feel how the sun warms my skin and how the tree shadows give an instant chill. I think you can find in these little details that you are really, truly, alive.

Several weekends ago we went thrifting. We took some things home for our own, but as usual we saw some things that we just couldn't buy. I've fallen in love with the idea of having a cuckoo clock. This robe was sweet and delicate. And this home was nestled perfectly in the hills and forest.