b a s e j u m p i n g a n d b o o k s

if you remember, a few weeks ago i ran into my favorite pro climber steph davis and she invited us to go base jumping in moab. sadly, sunday her husband, base jumper mario richard, died in a base jumping accident in italy's dolomite mountains.

i didn’t know much about her husband and had never met him,

but i have his company card in my wallet that my skydiving instructor handed me and said i should take a go.
from the comments in the climbing and base jumping community it is very clear what an outstanding guy he was and the huge support his wife has at this time.
and our thoughts are with her.

coincidentally, yesterday (a day after i heard the news) her book learning to fly arrived in the mail and i was anxiously awaiting to get home from work to start reading. one problem.... casey wanted me to read it with him.
we read and study a lot of things together, but when a book i am entirely interested in arrives,
i need to read it. i need to read it now. and i need to read it fast.

so, i began to read it out loud to him in the car on the way to my company party yesterday.
i read it out loud on the way home.
and then i read to him for over an hour while he worked out and i sat in my underwear on the couch.
the only thing that got me to stop was a horse throat and the lightening calling my name outside.

the two of us and june sat in silent respect on the front porch watching the electricity light up the sky.
for thirty minutes we just watched. in the moment. without thought to anything else in the world.
i find more peace when the rain pours and the earth talks. june seems to enjoy it equally.
it’s simply nature. washing and feeding herself.

we are on our way to st George for some climbing and good times with a group of friends
and i am anxious to jump in the car to keep reading from where we left off.

june gets to stay home with the house sitter.
lucky her. not. i'm going to miss that skunk butt (*story about that later)
but dogs are not allowed on this trip so hopefully she will catch up on some puppy sleep
since she has been going to work with casey every day.

to brighten the day and ring in the weekend
here is a tune that floods my memories of boise and flirting and record shops.
we love miss nina simone and life should be celebrated. 

s t o r y t i m e

today i walked out to the parking lot.
key in hand and stared at my car for probably a good minute
before i was sure it was mine.

i have drove the same car for several years.

this seems to be happening more and more.

so before i forget what i am saying...

let me tell you a story.

i went to the wedding of a beautiful girl in canada.

the wedding was in a church.

and after the wedding party

when we were cleaning up and leaving the building,

i found the most life changing little magazine in the restroom.

yes, the women’s restroom sink.

it wasn’t really a magazine, rather a look book.

for the spring/summer billabong line.

before you laugh, or vomit 

i suggest you take a look at this website.

not only was the book sooooo appealing to the eye

and i would be ecstatic wearing any item on this site,

the people featured in the book couldn’t be more beautiful.

it was called 

i’ll go if you go.

i kept it in my purse for almost a year and recently

put it in my car glove box to pull out on long adventures.

the book, it’s beautiful from front to back, beginning to end.

it’s colorful and creative and pretty much straight from the

land my mind wanders to when i daydream.

anyways, i thought i would share two pretty people

i now follow on the web who were featured in said book.

take her

lindsea

her art

her music

and this one.

a mama who is naturally beautiful

and her blog seems to show a simple, raw,

a real way of living.

incredible eye for photos

simple and profound way of writing.

and a lifestyle i dream of.

well the husband is sick.

i'm going to make some tea

and hopefully catch the sunset

from my front porch.

night lovers.

t h e i n t e r - w e b

dying over my friend's new etsy shop for custom prints.

all the belles & whistles' absolutes post on "kicking perfectionist me in the butt" and emotional balance was just what i needed.

this sundance film shares the same producer as the blue valentine which can only mean one thing.. pure madness. 

can i have a body like this so i can wear those swimsuits.

best cooking recipes here. i drool over the pictures.

cannot stop looking at this.. our trip is coming up so fast.

.happy wednessday.