Spectrum of Light

It has been brought to my attention that I need to blog more. I agree with this, I really do. Unfortunately I'm just not that good at the whole blogging thing. Right now I have no interesting stories or events to recount. I have had the stomach flu for almost a week, but no one is interested in hearing about my adventures in vomiting.

I will tell you about something that happened today. I was opening the back door for the dogs to go out, and I saw the most beautiful double rainbow! I don't think I've ever seen a rainbow so bright and vivid before. It was so appropriate for March. I got my parents and they were also impressed. I ran to get my camera but by the time I got back, the second rainbow had faded quite a bit.



Straight up beautiful.

Cats and Dogs

Honestly, is there anything more beautiful than a proper down pour? Let me answer that: No. I think I shall never see a poem as lovely as weather that is dark, cold, and rainy. It's absolutely wonderful.





It feels like the clouds are giving you a hug. It makes everything so clean and so fresh. I'd take cold, dark, and wet, anytime over hot, bright, and bone-dry.

My Favorite Flower is a Weed...

GREATEST THING EVER.

This is going to be my new desktop, screensaver, binder cover, maybe make it into a t-shirt, or a pillowcase.

THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE THING EVER.

Home Sweet... Oh man, I can't even pretend to finish that...

Don't get me wrong, I'm glad to be home. I've missed it and my friends and everything, but here's the deal: My house hates me. My first two nights were fine, but that third... Oooh that third. I woke up with a sore throat (which has since turned into a full on hacking and coughing up green phlegm) and my whole arm has been eaten by a mysterious bug. So my time home has mostly been coughing and scratching. Awesome.

Of course, it hasn't all been bad. I made some awesome cupcakes, got my hair cut, and of course, this:


Oh yeah! Civil War reenactment! The single best way to spend a memorial day. Amanda, her boyfriend Mike, and I went up to Roaring Camp for the annual Civil War Reenactment. I won't lie, it was amazing.


Plus, how many people get to say they hung out with dead presidents on their memorial day?