Happiness is..
Burt's Bees. Earth friendly, natural personal care company. Natural ingredients with minimal processing. Especially in this age, I so appreciate companies that have come sort of sense of social responsibility. It's a gently little reminder that I am not the only remaining person who cares about the world.
The other interesting thing? Once you're a Burt's Bees consumer, you don't go back. I don't even use chapstick or blistex. I am far too attached to the good stuff. What is your fixation? Xbox? Ramen? Mine is a company that gives back.
Showing posts with label nature. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nature. Show all posts
Monday, September 26, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
Hikes
Happiness is...
Long quiet hikes. They're unlike anything you can get in st. Paul, serene and magnificent.
Duluth lake walk.
Two harbors.
Gooseberry falls.
Split rock lighthouse.
What are your favorite destinations today?
Long quiet hikes. They're unlike anything you can get in st. Paul, serene and magnificent.
Duluth lake walk.
Two harbors.
Gooseberry falls.
Split rock lighthouse.
What are your favorite destinations today?
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Fun with fowl
Happiness is...
Children and seagulls. It's truly one of the best combinations. Add a box of popcorn and you have a recipe for an amazing afternoon. So they weren't my children... That doesn't make it any less cute to see them running into the swarm, chasing birds up into the sky!
Maybe I was a little concerned when the gulls chased them back, but hey, I'd do a lot of things for a good handful of popcorn as well. Here we are on our grand trip to the north shore, finding the little things to entertain ourselves. Until tomorrow!
Children and seagulls. It's truly one of the best combinations. Add a box of popcorn and you have a recipe for an amazing afternoon. So they weren't my children... That doesn't make it any less cute to see them running into the swarm, chasing birds up into the sky!
Maybe I was a little concerned when the gulls chased them back, but hey, I'd do a lot of things for a good handful of popcorn as well. Here we are on our grand trip to the north shore, finding the little things to entertain ourselves. Until tomorrow!
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Sky
Happiness is...
The changing colors of the sky. Even if they mean a damn tornado watch.
Welcome home summer 2011, I've been waiting for you.
The changing colors of the sky. Even if they mean a damn tornado watch.
Welcome home summer 2011, I've been waiting for you.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Jack Frost, my man
Happiness is...
The perfect frost.
One of the most commonly dreaded things in the wee hours of the winter mornings is waking up and pulling the covers down from your ears. Roll your heavy legs off the side of the bed and lift off! You can be as bleary eyed as you like for now, because soon you will step out to the perfect frost.
That's right. It's the kind of frost that leaves a few lingering clouds at ground level, so you can't quite see the other side of the world yet.
It's the kind of frost that has left your car iced over, in a delightful manner. You can take out your windshield scraper and watch it flake away in even strips, as if you were peeling a fresh, juicy apple.
It's the kind of frost that leaves beautiful little crystals on the trees. No, not enough to make you shiver, but enough to leave you in awe of the magic around you when you look around the neighborhood. The frost on the branches lights up your morning, if nothing else.
Yes, it's a wonderful kind of frost. And it's one more beautiful sign of spring. That's right, in case you haven't heard enough, I'll tell you one more time how excited I am that spring is arriving.
Goodbye ice, hello frost.
The perfect frost.
One of the most commonly dreaded things in the wee hours of the winter mornings is waking up and pulling the covers down from your ears. Roll your heavy legs off the side of the bed and lift off! You can be as bleary eyed as you like for now, because soon you will step out to the perfect frost.
That's right. It's the kind of frost that leaves a few lingering clouds at ground level, so you can't quite see the other side of the world yet.
It's the kind of frost that has left your car iced over, in a delightful manner. You can take out your windshield scraper and watch it flake away in even strips, as if you were peeling a fresh, juicy apple.
It's the kind of frost that leaves beautiful little crystals on the trees. No, not enough to make you shiver, but enough to leave you in awe of the magic around you when you look around the neighborhood. The frost on the branches lights up your morning, if nothing else.
Yes, it's a wonderful kind of frost. And it's one more beautiful sign of spring. That's right, in case you haven't heard enough, I'll tell you one more time how excited I am that spring is arriving.
Goodbye ice, hello frost.
Friday, January 14, 2011
Fresh Snow
Happiness is...
The way fresh fallen snow sparkles. Like a diamond. Like glitter. Like Edward Cullen's chest. Ha, but mostly I prefer it to sparkle like snowflakes. Each one is unique, perfect in its own way, and each one catches the light in its own particular way. The end result is something truly spectacular.
It's simple miracles in nature that remind you why you're living. So, even though this winter is a phenomenon beyond my level of patience, there are some days where the beauty is more pervasive than my frustration. Imagine that.
Let it snow.
The way fresh fallen snow sparkles. Like a diamond. Like glitter. Like Edward Cullen's chest. Ha, but mostly I prefer it to sparkle like snowflakes. Each one is unique, perfect in its own way, and each one catches the light in its own particular way. The end result is something truly spectacular.
It's simple miracles in nature that remind you why you're living. So, even though this winter is a phenomenon beyond my level of patience, there are some days where the beauty is more pervasive than my frustration. Imagine that.
Let it snow.
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