Saturday, August 25, 2012

Blueberry picking



Man was it hot.  We went blueberry picking at my grandma and grandpa's house in upstate New York when we visited them this summer, and it was so hot that you started sweating just standing outside.  My cousins and aunts and one of my uncles, and my parents and siblings and grandma went picking and my aunt wanted to fill several buckets full to take home and freeze, so we had some serious work to do.  Of course, the heat kind of got in the way, and we stopped picking earlier than we had hoped, but it was still a really fun time talking and laughing and filling our buckets with luscious blue berries.  And maybe we filled our stomachs too.  

lillian rachel. 



Friday, August 24, 2012

In Starbucks

I am sitting in Starbucks.  My legs are a little cold, and I need to get to my chemistry homework.  But I'm looking around me and I'm just suddenly awed by life.  There is a couple sitting outside who I would love to photograph.  They look kind of young, he's drinking a frapp and she has a iced green tea.  He is wearing a crisp light blue pinstriped shirt and she is wearing a black and white cardigan.  There is a man across from me who definitely doesn't know I'm writing about him.  Oops, maybe he does, we just made eye contact.  He's reading what looks like a coffee table photography book, I can't quite tell, and he brought his own mug for his black coffee.  He has cool black and green leather nike hightops.   
A man in paint-splattered whites just walked out with two hot drinks, and there is a group of three sitting and chatting.  The man has a nice beard.  
I don't know, I should be doing chemistry, but instead I'm writing this down, because we don't often think about the lives around us do we?  I so often write about myself- you know, twitter, facebook, instagram... everything is so geared to bring attention to ourselves and I guess in this little moment I just want to capture the lovelyness of everyday life, of people.  There are lives and pains and joys and sadness and sillyness and love in each person around us, and we cannot even fathom a portion of these lives.  Just think how precious each person around us is.  
And so often I just sit back and keep in my own little world.  Or even worse, I'm rude to some stranger just because I'm not happy at that moment.  
So here's my little reminder for myself- treasure life.  Because each person around us has a story, and how amazing those stories must be.  And you know what?  I am really grateful and in love with my Creator who fathomed those stories and planted those loves and watered those friendships and yes, allowed that pain.  It's all for His glory, and I just think He is great.  

Back to chemistry.

lillian rachel. 

Monday, August 20, 2012

5 am.


Arriving at my grandmother's house at five in the morning after my shift of driving since midnight, and falling asleep on the dock.

lillian rachel.