1.04.2013

At a local art museum, there's a quiet corner where the walls are painted white and everything that's not painted white is a window. The windows are floor to ceiling, curving out over the gentle rolling Oklahoma hills. In the afternoon, the most magical light comes in and you can stand by the windows and feel like the world's at your feet. Maybe that's why I like it so: not necessarily the view, but the way it makes me feel to stand there in early January with the whole year ahead of me. It's a new year and a time for fresh starts; make the best of it.

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11 comments:

  1. Hannah Nicole4 January 2013 at 22:38

    this.
    mhmm.
    brings me back to july and stepping into the terminal from the plane as the sun set. beginnings and endings wrapped up in one.
    there's a beauty to change like the beauty of slipping from one season to the next. so much grace in the new. always laced with memories, nostalgia thicker than the evening sky.

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  2. Rachel Greene4 January 2013 at 22:48

    :)

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  3. Hannah Elise4 January 2013 at 23:07

    love this.

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  4. Unknown4 January 2013 at 23:32

    Some of the littlest things can be a quiet joy. Here's to making the best of it. :)

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  5. Grace 5 January 2013 at 00:22

    Reminds me of how much I truly adore museums.

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  6. Carmel Elizabeth5 January 2013 at 00:25

    mm, so warm and delightful. lovely.

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  7. Elisha5 January 2013 at 02:35

    Mhm summer feelings..

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  8. Jocee5 January 2013 at 15:49

    mmm.
    amen.

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  9. Unknown5 January 2013 at 18:40

    ah, ah, ah. beautiful words. they bring back memories for me. x

    ( the alcove )

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  10. Unknown5 January 2013 at 19:11

    what hannah nicole said; ammmmen. and this post? well let's just say it's too beautiful.

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  11. simi6 January 2013 at 22:10

    beautiful, carlotta.

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