It’s a funny feeling to think of an experience and get a sense of calm. I think of the early morning sunrises by the hoodoos. Of the crisp feeling in the slot canyons. Of the nightly belly laughs. Of the still afternoons sitting in silence as we painted. Some trips just have a way of sticking with you and filling up your joy cup. It was the trip I didn’t know I needed.

I woke up this morning feeling insanely grateful. I just laid there for a good long while basking in the warmth of the blankets and that feeling in my chest of being perfectly content and loved.

I remember when I first made the decision to sell my house and move start looking into buying a home on wheels. There were so many unknowns. As things began falling into place though, the biggest unknown was “what do I do with Hops?”

It was a strange day. I was afraid my flustered-ness was going to spill over into the shoot. But as I pulled into the driveway of Kraay’s Market Garden, it melted away. I knew I was exactly where I was supposed to be.

The whole hike up I told myself I could bail on the scrambling whenever I wanted to - but the closer we got, the more I felt like I just had to do it. And I did. And hot damn. It felt good.

I’ve been finding I have a hard time trying to do large re-caps, so I’ll give you a short re-cap - then lots of photos.

We've been hanging out in a spot that's pretty far out for the past week. No wifi, no service, and I've been loving it.

Taking a break from the regularly scheduled wildflower report to bring you this - what I believe is the final instar phase of the Papilio zelicaon, also known as the Anise Swallowtail.

Now my wiggle room is like a deep chasm where wonder feels endless. I feel privileged to have that.

Flowers, like life, tend to be appreciated more when viewed at a slower pace.

If there are times in your life where it feels like everything is different and that feeling overwhelms you momentarily. I suggest taking inventory of all the good.

We’ve stayed within a ~10 mile radius, but that doesn’t have to mean a lack of the fun, adventure, and exploration I was looking for when I decided to make the leap.

What’s the secret ingredient for some seriously sweet french toast? Honey!

Organizing photos can be a real drag - until you find a treasure trove of old favorites!

“The secret to getting ahead is getting started.” -Mark Twain