Empty Spaces…

… are just the availability of room to explore!

Today I took advantage of my solitude in a parking structure to create something unique!



Walkin’ in England

Our family dog is a Siberian Husky, whom we fondly and endearingly refer to as “Big Stupid.” He naturally requires to be taken on walks quite regularly, and although he has now moved back to San Diego, I am sure he misses walking through the English countryside as much as I do. Today, a rainy and gray day that is reminiscent of the English summer, I miss it especially. So, here are some of my favorite photos to remember my time by.

Arches of trees
Watching a dog and his owner
Bram, an Irish Wolfhound
A trickle of the River Kennet
My favorite short-cut to town
A directional post.



Perhaps the most comforting shape, circles are, to me, a symbol of perfection, sohprosyne, and even patience. I have never been able to draw a perfect circle, but, as this article argues, it is impossible; instead, it is just the idea of the circle that drives us forward.

Taken at Schloss Rosenstein, the below photo of spiraling branches is not a perfect circle. However, it shows nature conforming to laws it itself is unaware of, like mathematics and science. As the branches frame the valley of houses and farms below, as they curl into and over one another, the idea of the circle is captured.

Maybe one day these trees will curl into a circle. Maybe they won’t. Either way, this moment of spiraling beauty is one that I wouldn’t trade.

The First Monday of the Year!

New Year’s Resolutions are awful.

No, really. Hear me out.

We pick some arbitrary day to turn our lives around, when in reality, by February 1st, many of these resolutions will have been broken, forgotten, or both. Also, this date is one on which we’re supposed to make resolutions. There’s too much pressure, especially with social media, to resolve to accomplish something, and then post about it, all the while knowing these will more than likely fail.

The basic idea of self-improvement is one that I whole-heartedly support, which puts me in a wonderful paradox (plus, I’m hypocritically posting about this on the internet).

Instead of making a resolution on January First, though, I chose today, the first monday of the year. And, instead of calling it a resolution, I am setting a goal for myself. One that I can’t post about. One that I must practice internally.

Simply put, it is self-love.


This is Lou. Although she isn’t the world’s most glamorous dog, she has a beautiful spirit, one which I seek to emulate. She doesn’t care how far I throw the ball, as long as she gets to bring it back to me. She doesn’t care what time I wake up or come home, as long as she is there to greet me. She doesn’t care what grades I get, if I burn dinner, if I swear, if I don’t accomplish everything I set to.

She just wants to love me.

This year, I want to love myself as she does.

We’ll have to see how it goes.

What about you? Did you set any resolutions? Do you need a little more self-love in your life? Tell me about them below!