Lokta.

New journals/sketchbooks are for long nights of well wasted time!

Six Years.

I've never heard silence quite this loud.

____ Remains.

I've never seen the sky like this.
The stars
bleeding contentment
to be held in the arms
of the sky that so loves them
that it cannot let them fade.

Pushing Imaginary Buttons.

This is the first day I've actually taken final exams of this semester seriously. Ironically, tomorrow is also the last day of exams. Better late than never I suppose.

This weekend was simply too nice to pass up for climbing out at Table Rock. After my morning exam, I packed and headed out for a whole afternoon of climbing out at the Chimney's, a late night steak dinner cooked over a campfire, a night hike and stargazing on top of Table Rock, and hammock camping. I've decided that there are few things better than waking up in the morning outside in a hammock in view of the sun rising over distant mountains. It's impossible to properly capture all the tints and shades of the sunlight as it hits each tree top in the ridges and valleys without being there yourself. I'm really, let me reiterate the really, going to miss Boone this summer.

Ok, back to Mesozoic mammals and long since forgotten calculus review notes...shoot, I was doing so well focusing before this blog...

The Mountain.

Sometimes I don't understand how the world can be so painfully beautiful. This is easily the most breathtaking thing I have ever seen. I must go here. In the meantime, I suppose watching this video on repeat and a little bit of imagination will have to suffice.

The Mountain from Terje Sorgjerd on Vimeo.

A Diamond in the Rough.

Why yes, yes my boyfriend did blast "Flight to the Ford" from the Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring soundtrack driving around Boone today.

Windows down.

And no, no I didn't have him at gunpoint.
It continually amazes me how I somehow managed to find him...

R.I.P. Macbeth.

Well...Macbeth, my mac, seems to have died on me.
This could make the remainder of the semester quite difficult.
Typical? Oh yes.