Old fashion blogging

The autumn sun sits low all day long. It burns my eyes through my window where I sit at my computer keyboard. I'm working on a morning walk routine. Out the door at 7.30 am when the sun is still sleeping, watching it rise over tree, roof and mountain tops just before I return back home from my 5K loop. I was planning on getting a head lamp to navigate myself through the dark mornings (Oh My there have been some VERY dark mornings...), but since turning back the time an hour in October, its not that dark anymore. I think I preferred those cold an dark mornings. It was more private and quiet... Now the sun is already up spreading its daylight all around which makes me feel more exposed in a weird way...

Autumn is blowing my mind with its beauty this year. I've come to the conclusion that it is probably my most favorite season. Saying that, I know I will say the exactly same thing when winter, spring and summer comes around. I love the change of seasons for the simple reason that it brings some diversity to life. You never get bored. There is always something new unfolding around the corner. A reason to change color themes of your cushion covers and bed linen, change your wardrobe, shoes and hair. A reason to throw yourself into new projects, a new start, a new everything. And as many of you know, I am a big lover of new beginnings... There is also the comfort of the everlasting traditions each season bring. Halloween box for October, Christmas box for December, Easter box for April, Summer box for June... and all those mini events in between such as birthdays and anniversaries...

Nelly Bo turned Sweet Sixteen just about a week ago. How did that happen? It was magical and surreal. I made her. I gave this fantastic person life. She was so tiny... I remember her laying there on the floor on the baby blanket in our apartment in Cairns, Australia... Kicking her legs in the air and waving her arms uncontrollably... We stood there and stared, me and Jay, and then we looked at each other and wondered "Ok. What do we do now?" Mixed feelings of fear of the unknown and the fact that life had just taken a totally new direction. We were so young... we had no idea... And look at her now... How on earth did that happen?

I have missed this place. I've missed my journal writing. Taking notes of my thoughts, reflections, trivial daily stuff, the small but yet so important things in life that actually creates life. Moments to cherish, to acknowledge. The snippets of life seen through my camera lens... Details, feelings, beauty... This is where I can sit and flick through the pages, travel back in time and remember all the things that usually just slips through my fingers and are forgotten if not noted...

I've missed my words. I've missed the outlet, the therapy of writing. And when you miss something, you should try to find your way back to it. I'm here to find my way back to the blog I once started. Pop in and out as I want to. On my terms. Without pressure. To share. To inspire. To connect. To teach and to learn. To document my life and creative adventures. That is all I ever wanted. Old fashion blogging.

Kärlek
Annette

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