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October 30, 2014

some thoughts

 
         I live in a city that has a population of 115,276 individuals, and I have a job where I am surrounded by crowds of humans that I've never seen before and will probably never see again.
 
Everyday, when I drive down I-70, I glance at the car passing me and wonder where that person is going and what their story is.
         Who are they thinking about? What worries are pressing against their heart? What joys are flooding their senses? Do they like dogs? Will I ever see them again? What is God's plan for their life?

          People are wonderful creatures. They are capable of both raging passion and tenderness, depthless love and whimsy, appreciating beauty and trying to create it. They can communicate in so many ways--through art, song, and words. They connect with other people to make up this myriad of relationships that we call 'society'.
          Unfortunately, they also make mistakes. They shed tears over the past, destroy things that they don't understand, and march blindly into the future. Communication is not always easy, and relationships can get messy quick.

          But that is the beauty of a person: when one is full of both lovely character, and raw, unfinished emotions.       

           I guess what I'm saying is this: I love people. Their interactions, thoughts, emotions, and behaviors weave in and out to form an intricate tapestry of life. We are fascinating beings -- unlike any other on earth.

          God knew what he was doing when he created us.

October 17, 2014

persimmon cookies

 



Today was one of those days when one feels like doing a bit of cooking and cleaning, rocking out to Josh Turner while washing the dishes, and hanging up some pictures that have been sitting in the closet.

I made persimmon cookies for the first time ever. It was a laborious process. Pick the berries off the tree, wash them, take out all the seeds (which turns your fingers orange until the end of time), figure out why the blender isn't working, stir it by hand instead, and stick the cookies in the oven. They are even more delectable than I anticipated, so all the hard work was worth it.

I just wish we had remembered to add some black walnuts. Then they would have been Missouri Native Persimmon Cookies.
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In other headlines, Laurel got her passport in the mail! That means she is hoping to go to FLORENCE ITALY IN NOVEMBER!!!!! Dad and I have been spending huge amounts of time pouring over travel guides and maps. If it all works out, we plan to visit several museums and churches as well as the Leaning Tower of Pisa and the Mediterranean Sea.

So yeah. Exciting stuff. Are you kidding? I CAN'T EVEN HOLD STILL BECAUSE THERE'S SO MUCH HAPPINESS IN MY BRAIN!

I will fill you in on all the details later, dear readers.
In the meantime, enjoy life and laugh often. Ta-ta-- Laurel

October 13, 2014

senior photos


I love horses.



 
I love loyal German Shepherds...
 

...and old John Deere tractors
 

I love greedy horses who try to eat treats straight from your pocket

 
I love my smiling, adventure-loving nieces and nephews.

 
I love my slobbery mustang kisses.



 
I love my Clint Anderson style black saddle.
 
 
not to mention these people right here!
 
 
I  love the country.