Regaining a lost love for beauty and simplicity.

To Regroup


College is a trying time.  A time of many adjustments, a time for the surfacing of insecurities, and a time for the acknowledgement of the little knowledge I actually carry.  I have needed this time to regroup – to calm myself in the presence of the Lord and to find my new purpose.

A quote that has given me something to think about:

“That is part of the beauty of literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.”

– F. Scott Fitzgerald

Expressing Gratitude


As I am looking forward to entering College this fall I am beginning to more deeply appreciate the small things in my life.  Knowing that I am about to be placed in a new environment away from some of the most important things in my life has been alternately exciting and terrifying to me.  As I have been thinking about this upcoming transition, I have been trying to savor the last little bit of my high school years.

And as a continuation of this I would like to share some of the things that I am most grateful for on this blog over the next two weeks.  I want this to be a celebration of the beautiful and the good things that I encounter – the things that are both the very anchors of my being and the small and fleeting blessings that surprise me every day.

‘Silent gratitude isn’t very much use to anyone.’ – Gertrude Stein

Summer Style


This summer I am trying to attain a style that is classic, minimalist, muted, and breezy.  I am particularly loving linen, jean, khaki, and cotton fabrics.  These are a few of the images that have been inspiring to me this last week.

Fashion is about dressing according to what’s fashionable. Style is more about being yourself.
– Oscar de la Renta

Fashion is only the attempt to realize art in living forms and social intercouse.

– Sir Francis Bacon

What is your style this summer?

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‘This Is Just To Say’


I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

This Is Just To Say, William Carlos Williams

The words in this poem so remind me of the summer: ‘the plums in the icebox’; ‘they were delicious’;  ‘so cold’.  Like a drink of cold water.

What poems remind you of the summer?



‘Leto and Niobe were deeply loving friends.’

– Sappho (no. 85)

When I first read this remnant of one of Sappho’s poems, I took it as a statement of fact.  Although, I knew the myth I was unable to detect a sense of irony.  It seemed to add an interesting quirk to the story.  Perhaps I took it as fact because I was more interested in it being so.

Leto and Niobe were deeply loving friends.’

However, when I now read this fragment I can not help but wonder what Sappho meant.  Perhaps it is only cruel irony.

Photo by Mario Giacomelli

A Few Updates


Since I have been so long absent, I hope it is alright if I share a few of the things happening in my life.

– I am enjoying my summer – immensely!  I am trying to really soak in the beauty of the smells of rain and dirt, the brilliance of green, the warmth of the sun, the smell of roses.  I run through a small forest preserve nearly every morning and I love that I am able to follow the change of the seasons in this place.  At the moment there are myriads of birds and in the morning their singing is so calming.

– I am attending Wheaton College in the fall.  I am so excited about this!  My good friend and I will be rooming together so we are busy planning our room and discussing the new excitements of college life in general.  I am entering as a Mathematics major (and no, I do not want to teach) and an Art History minor.

– Now for me, this is really big news: I am running Cross Country in college!!  This is huge because about eight months ago I absolutely hated to run.  However, after forcing myself to ‘do it’ nearly every morning, I realized I had fallen in love.  I am excited to begin training with a team and I hope I will be able to greatly improve my speed.

– Yes, there are many other important things happening in my life – perhaps I will share them at a later time.  But for now, I will end with an extract from a poem by William Blake.

‘And we are put on this earth a little space

that we may learn to bear the beams of love.’

I’m Back

Hello again!  After a very long hiatus I am back to blogging!  (My absence was mostly the result of technical difficulties, so hopefully I will be back here for good.)

In celebration, allow me to share one of my very favorite poems.


“Glory be to God for dappled things –

For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;

For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;

Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;

Landscape plotted and pieced – fold, fallow, and plough;

And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.

All things counter, original, spare, strange;

Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)

With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;

He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:

Praise him.”


Pied Beauty, Gerard Manley Hopkins


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