Picture it: a hanging succulent garden on the back wall, some outdoor throw pillows, cozy blankets and a bottle of wine. it took us a solid five days to complete this bench seating and I couldn’t be happier with the results. If you fancy a stay at the Marina on Milton next time you’re in San Francisco, you can find the link in my bio. ♀️
We’ve been renovating this lovely @airbnb in San Francisco at The Marina on Milton for the last couple of weeks and I’m so excited for the new vibe we’re bringing to the outdoor space. A brand new deck, fire place bench seating and a new lawn. When travel and creation come together, I’m content.
In the two years since moving 30 miles away from Hendersonville and into our home here in Asheville, there hasn’t ever been a day that the views surrounding me haven’t had a special way of amazing me. There is beauty here in every season, every kind of weather, every storm. Snapped this at the bottom of my driveway yesterday and couldn’t help but to realize that while it’s true I am forever infected by the travel bug - itching to leave, explore, discover, hit the road -, my home right here in the heart of the Blue Ridge is the only place I’ve ever been where each of the four seasons is exactly as you imagine it should be, yet somehow still more beautiful than you could ever have imagined. Like the generations who came before me I was born and raised right here in Western North Carolina and still it took me 26 years to begin appreciating the place I call home, but I wouldn’t trade it now for any place else in the world. Or at least not for very long.
In lieu of a traditional Thanksgiving, this year I bailed out of #Asheville for a week of exploration + adventure roadtripping across the United States. This was my view last Thursday waking up in the Utah wilderness on Thanksgiving morning. There were no “happy thanksgiving” text messages exchanged between family or friends. There was no scent of turkey, no mad dash to clean up my house only to have it wrecked again, no pressure to cook or entertain anyone. That was exactly what I wanted. You see, my family Thanksgiving fell apart when my grandmother was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s more than ten years ago. Since then, Thanksgiving has been a day in which nothing happens in my family unless I make it happen. Without our rock to hold us together, most of us stopped trying + some of us have tried too hard only for the others to make excuses not to show up for dinner. This year I wasn’t up for it. Rather, I wanted my week to be filled with moments that would light up my life with memories, joy + experiences that will last me an entire lifetime as long as my mind will allow it. I was not sad. I did not spend the day nostalgic over the family gatherings that have long since fallen apart. Instead, I woke up freezing, built a fire just in time to see this sunrise, prepared breakfast over the campfire, adventured around Zion, climbed a mountain to watch the sun set again from Snow Canyon, then made the drive to Las Vegas and indulged in a delicious late-night Thanksgiving dinner + hot coffee followed by an upgraded suite at the @hardrockhotellv + what may very well have been THE most comfortable bed I’ve ever slept in. All in a day’s work! My Thanksgiving was different from most, but also somewhat the same. Maybe you can relate. Maybe Thanksgiving isn’t a time of year that brings you any joy anymore. Maybe your family has fallen apart too. Whatever your case may be, there is so much else to be grateful for and I implore you to take a deep breath, take a step out of your comfort zone, then get out there and find whatever it is that makes your eyes light up and your heart swell with gratitude. It will amaze you... the places where you’ll find pieces of yourself
Cutie Puppy visits the Grand Canyon. (Yes, my daughter made me get photo documentation of all of the places Cutie Puppy went to.) Many thanks to @jessie0003 for gifting my daughter this pup back in 2013. She’s gone on to adventure all of America.