Lakes instead of seas…railroad tracks…

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My little family and I left the Aegean Sea months ago… I miss it! The smell, the color shift depending on the mood of sky…from blues to greens to grays and back again… that salty smell… That vibrancy in that … Continue reading

whipping wind and snail hunting…

The normally blue Aegean turns an eerie, gorgeous green when the storms whip through…

I know…it looks like a twister may pop up and whisk my polka dotted princess to Oz…but…

I assure you she would be singing the whole way there…she loved it!

sea…

sky…

land…

Shells make the perfect scoopers…

The rain, the storms are amazing in so many ways…but mainly…

we’re into…the snail hunting!

All those silly little slippery creatures come out with the moisture…stay curious!

That cute little fat “hannie”…

Thanks for joining us again on a nature walk…

this momma needs to get to sleep now…

my polka dotted princess AKA “the bigs” will be waking up before I know it!

xo

Planet Earth from the discover channel is on in the background…amazing our world! Much respect!

Do you want to follow the clouds with me? Do you live in the now?

Lately I’ve been feeling uninspired, overwhelmed, a monotony of life pressing down on me pending the reality that it will all explode in my face soon. Everything will change. Wondering what we will do next and how will we all deal with it. Feeling like we can’t move soon enough yet WTF will we do when we actually do this thing, moving to Minnesota. This thing I have thought I have wanted so badly for the past 3+ years.

Plus I’ve felt tired…

And so…I haven’t been posting. My brain was just imploding. Waking me up at 4 A.m. to think. Bloody terrible hour(been hanging out with lots of Brits lately, hence the bloody).

But today the clouds were just too gorgeous to ignore. Felt good to want to have my camera in hand again.

Felt good that it rained! Smells good that it rained!

The wind blows in the fresh sea air. Stirs that big wet pot. Salt. Plants. Life.

Feels good that I don’t feel like my skin is going to burn off and can exit the house safely during midday hours. Summers are long and hot here…got it? Lovely for swimming and good if you can live as a creature of the night but small children inhibit night owlism…yes I might have made that word up?

Long story short…fall is fabulous! Although it isn’t my mid-western mindset of fall. No leaves change gorgeous shades of red, yellow and orange. The Apples are just ok but pomegranates…nar are bursting from the trees. When a yellow shade the fruit inside still sour but the Aegean sun is turning them this amazing coral color sweeting those jewel like pink fruits only to soon rupture brilliant, vibrant, sweet red!

I will miss this. I know. Love it now. Live in the now.

Do you live in the now?

Love my family framed in fluff. Fluffy bougainvillea flowers. Fluffy white clouds.

Terribly two. Terribly tired here. Terrible tantrum ensues as she wants to get out and push the stroller herself.

Terribly smart. Terribly stubborn. Terribly sassy. Fights terribly hard for her independence. Terribly normal from what I understand…terrible test of parents patience:)

Compromise? or was it distraction? Let’s do it together…

ALWAYS happy in the sand.

Hero, one of the neighborhood street dogs joins us sometimes too…

Typical Turkish view; colorful cement townhouses with solar water heating panels…and satilite dishes…

Thanks for joining us on the walk around the neighborhood…

I feel better now…how about you?

Fresh air and family. gratitude. calms the brain.

Rain came back in full force.

Listening to Damien Rice and Lisa Hannigan…amazing!

Living in the now these past couple days…

1, 2, 3, 4, I declare a butt war…ready…begin!

So if you don’t know what that title means it might sound a little weird…

For those of you who know what I am talking about…so fun huh?

The above photo was captured by my hubby from behind the fence at our little resort town’s Luna amusement park. Amoungst the Ferris wheels and bumper cars there are 10 personal tramps fenced in and padded…loud music blasting all around…not so luxurious but was so fun as I hadn’t jumped on a tramp in way too long!

First I took our two year old out. So cute…of course. She loved the park, the lights, the sounds and the smells, her little jumping, jumping…

Then I gave her to her babaanne(grandma) and baba(daddy) and ran back for a real jump of my own.

I wanted to challenge someone to a Butt War so bad…ok what the heck is that you my ask?

Just this…find your opponent…each of you repeat the above titles mantra…you jump up, land on your bum, bounce back up, land on your feet and this cycle continues until some wears out, looses their balance, double bounces the other or laughs too hard and gets out of rhythm…good times.

Have you done anything lately that reminds you of your youth?

Light play and grabbing a snack from the fridge…

So I was sitting on the floor in our living room…on the computer I must admit…when my almost two year old comes smiling up to me and plops her little bum down next to me. I smile back when I realize she has a little yogurt snack pack in her hand with the top off…wait…what?

I didn’t give that to you? You father isn’t here? What the heck?…

This is when I realize she got it out of the fridge HERSELF…and proceeded to peel off the little lid and put the little lid in the garbage(one of her favorite things to do these days…that’s not new) with her little hands.

So this just opened up a whole new can of worms…my baby is growing up(everyday)…she can get snacks all by her little self now…but ekkk… must be even more careful where things go!

She also came in the door screaming Hiiiiiiii…just like I do when I come home…
melted my heart a little:) xo

Was reading a little Etsy Blog today. Came across a good read from Caleb Gardner, The Exceptional Man

We are currently witnessing the beginning of this process in a very real way, and I love knowing that my son is gaining an ever increasing awareness of the world around him. We’re teaching him new words every day, and I love the thought of those words being more than just sounds that identify something; they’re the transference of language into concepts, concepts into experiences, and experiences into his memories of us.

As my personal world was rocked upside down when I came to Turkey by the language barrier. I feel I can relate more as my little one tries to tell me what she needs or feels. You become more in touch with facial expressions, sense moods when you can’t just use your words. Good parenting is translating, ever attentive.
Even when you are on the computer:)

Good stuff to think about…

Can you relate? Do you have kids? Are you an expat?

Have you lost your words before?

Or found a new way to communicate?

Have you found a new way to see the world through language?

My dog is communicating downstairs…gotta go and play with her too:)

P.S. So the fridge had to have been left open…she is only two right?