Help Found

I love taking photos. Every time I've sat down to my computer over the past six weeks, I look at my desktop and let my cursor hover over my memory card folder, contemplating whether I can put off to-do's. Alas, each time I've decided instead to spend time in what has become my best friend, a little file affectionately entitled "Master Plan.xls".

But blessings abound! While there are many to-do's, family and friends have been unbelievably helpful, allowing for moments adorned with coffee, cookies and beautiful sunsets in the evenings.

One of the most fun projects of wedding planning thus far has been the invites. We had a small assembly party that was altogether a blast, despite the fact that it felt a tiny bit like a sweatshop towards cutting the 215th glittery piece of twine. (Seriously. I find myself having "I get by with a little help from my friends..." in my head 95% of the time.) Pics to come...

Countdown: 46 days

-RS

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Pour. Wait. Pour. Wait.

Last weekend we went to @onelinecoffee, where serving a good cup of coffee is an art. So many little details go into each step that goes into making each cup. Dampen. Grind. Measure. Pour. Wait. Pour. Wait. Pour. Wait.

It was a good lesson in how waiting makes us ready for the best parts of life. 

Wedding countdown (this time, it's my wedding we're anticipating: 88 days.)

-RS

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Yolks and Whites

We bought a dozen eggs on Sunday. This is what happened afterwards. 

-RS

Fruit & OJ

It was Rebekah who first introduced me to the wide world of blogging. She would pull me over to her screen to scroll through piles of entries from Blue Lily and Nie Nie and Design Mom. She was the only girl the BHHS class of 07 who spent her Friday nights looking at Mom Blogs.

As a result, we found our tiny pathway into many big dreams in those candid shots of families and travels and adventures in homemaking.

Today my fiancé and I had brunch with Rebekah and her husband in their new apartment. The dreams are becoming real... 

33 Cardinals

"There are 33 cardinals in the tree outside my room," she shouted to me from downstairs. And there were. The tree was like a bird waiting room.

Yesterday was the snowiest day of them all. The snow fell in piles, piles so deep they coerced my car to get stuck in the driveway so I couldn't drive to work.

Stuck or not stuck, the snow wouldn't hide its beauty, and the cardinals were celebrating it. All 33 of them were chattering, fluttering, twittering as they took turns at the feed.