500 days of Autumn

500 days of Autumn

Thursday, 28 June 2012

Our Shower.


It was a perfect summer evening, filled to the brim with joy, bon fire and laughter. I hopped between my camera, our friends, eating and present opening. The decorations were perfect, the company jolly and the food delicious.
All in all, it was an event we will never forget.


Friday, 15 June 2012

That place I work.

Dear that coffee place. 

Its almost our one year.
 In honour of that, I'm going to share some of my favourite secret drinks with YOU to try,to spice up your sbux love life.

2 pumps peppermint
2 pumps white mocha

Sub-apple juice
Green tea

(for the love of all things nice, don't EVER refer to them as FRAPPS)

with chips
White mocha Frappuccino
Blended coffee

white mocha
double blended 
double chocolately chip
blended coffee

with caramel drizzle
Cafe Vanilla
Blended coffee

ps. Ever noticed that we call drinks in a funny order?
By following the above drink orders word for word,
You too,can sound like a coffee snob.

Which one will you try?

Sunday, 10 June 2012

Here comes Summer.

Sandcastles// Windowsill gardening// Coffee// Fork at The Forks// Barefeet// Golden hour//
blossoms// Waves//



Thursday, 7 June 2012

This is one of the most beautiful songs I have heard. Its been on repeat on my phone for the last month, and also what I wrote the below post to.

There are certain places that your heart never stops falling in love with.
For me, this place lies 2 hours away, down a twisting winding road and separated from civilization by 5 kms of water
It is a place covered with tree's, rocks and surrounded by cold,fresh,lake water.
Its here that I'm truly myself, that God is biggest and nature is so beautifully raw.

Camp has shaped me and so many others in ways we are only beginning to discover and we keep going back year after year, and every year we learn more about ourselves through the staff, through our campers and through the incredible landscape we wake up to every morning.
I've had my most shaping moments in this place, some have been tearful, others jubilant.They've been literally filled with blood, sweat and tears and don't forget the mosquito bites. 

You begin to see people as they truly are on a 12 day canoe trip, the good the bad and the ugly. People really are the most beautiful after they haven't showered for 10 days. Things like hair and makeup are a million miles away, you are tanned (though you most likely have a lifejacket shaped white spot)
your hands are calloused from gripping the paddle and your face, underneath the tan(its really mostly dirt and ash) and bug bites is shining.
Shining because you just carried that canoe for 2 miles, shining because you just ate the best meal of your life (because river meals truly are the best)
or maybe you just forgot the sunscreen.
But you are raw.
And its beautiful.  

The community there is shaped by every kind of person, and no one is too weird or too lost.
It truly is a peek into what heaven will be like.
And the food is like no other.

I want to remember,
the way the waves lap at my toes
the sound of a wooden paddle 
Eclipses on the dock
6 summers of memories
Hearing rain from inside my tent
The sound of waves crashing on the shore
snuggling in blankets while lighting lights the sky
Dutch blitz in the dining hall


And to never stop falling in love with the wildness and warmth of 

Where is your heart truly at home?