Sunday, October 19, 2014

Instagram Muses - morning runs, new auntship, and lots of outdoorness

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Well, this is my second post in a sort of monthly installment of my Instagram muses. Snapshots of a little lately in my life. I'm going on the assumption that you'd actually want to see snapshots of my life. 

This post encompasses shots from the beginning of September to October 9th. The last shot is taken of me in California, and coming in a few days will be a full-feature post on California (so stay tuned)!

Below are my thoughts on the above photos:
photos // (L to R)

1. autumn writings. notes, old postcards, brown-paper packages, string and gift tags, and then of course, tea. all the lovely things that come with note-writing this time of year
2. a shot of my backyard one wonderful evening in september. took this right before i went out the door to evening church. it was an incredible kind of evening
3. part of my weekly quote series and part of a new print series i'm working on ... well, slowly working on. haven't had much time of late. but it will be up in my shop soon here. i'm also going to launch a giveaway for one custom print, once the new prints are in the shop. so you should stay tuned for that!
4. a lovely shot from a fun interview/blog post i collaborated on last month. plus an inspiring quote to go along with it: "God creates out of nothing. wonderful you say. yes, to be sure, but he does what is still more wonderful: he makes saints out of sinners.” -søren kierkegaard
5. i drank 2 big bottles (some 50 oz each bottle) of this amazing tea last month, while doing economics homework late into the night. this is one of my absolute favorite bottled teas
6. had quite a few nearly intolerably stressful weeks last month (well, and this month too), and so i took to my car and just drove (while also blasting the country music). i find that driving, with no destination in sight, is a healing balm for a weary heart. you should try it. i guarantee it'll make a world of difference (well, unless you're the sort that can't drive yet or who dislikes driving ... then i'm afraid this won't do you much good)
7. one of my favorite shots ever. me holding my precious niece, Jacquelyn just a few days after she was born (september 16). i love her to the moon and back, and then some more. and i'm an aunt for the first time too! so happy
8. september skies, my view of the blue ridge mountains
9. got this really fantastic book at an antique store a few weeks ago. so enjoying it. it's called: the book of old ships and something of their evolution and romance, drawn by gordon grant and text by henry b. culver. makes me love ships and the sea so much more than i already do
10. this is one of my favorite paintings from the aforementioned book. it's located inside the cover, and it's called the constitution and guerrière by michael corné (new haven colony historical society)
11. this painting is part of my creative pay-it-forward art challenge i took up this year. on the far right side of the painting, which you can't see in the photo, is this quote: "pooh?" said piglet. "yes?" said pooh. "nothing", said piglet. "i just wanted to be sure of you." -a.a. milne, winnie the pooh
12. this photo was taken while i was in california last week for my brother's wedding. i had just finished a 2-mile run along the shoreline. as i mentioned above,  coming in a few days will be a full-feature post on my trip to California (mainly just photos of the sea, as were by the shore most of the week i was there)

Well mates, there you are. Just a little glimpse into the life Charity Klicka. 

All text © 2014 Footprints in the Sand | All Images © 2014 Charity Klicka Photography

Monday, September 29, 2014

octobers, my favorite - Weekly Quote

Hello October. "I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”
L. M. Montgomery, Anne Of Green Gables

What's your favorite tradition, activity, sighting, smell, etc of Autumn?

All text © 2014 Footprints in the Sand | All Images © 2014 Charity Klicka Photography

Monday, September 22, 2014

happiness lies in - Weekly Quote

"I have found that most people are about as happy as they make their minds up to be."
-Abraham Lincoln

So let's not let our circumstances keep us from putting our best foot forward! When you think about it, dear reader, our joy is not in our circumstances but in the hope of He who is greater and in the courage to say to life, "do your worst".

All text © 2014 Footprints in the Sand | All Images © 2014 Charity Klicka Photography

Saturday, September 20, 2014

of the creative writing - a mystery, an english class, and ... pears?

So I'm taking a rather exciting English class this semester. I've already done the required English 111 and 112, and come this fall semester it was time to choose a 200-level course. When I looked through the course list, only one particular class stuck out to me: Mystery in Literature and Film. Can I just say, splendid! My cup of tea n' all that. However it is an online class (because my schedule wouldn't allow otherwise), which puts a damper on things a little; just a little though.

For this class, the introduction assignment consisted of posting in a discussion forum a little letter introducing myself and a snippet of a mystery that had to take place somewhere I was familiar with (hometown, workplace, college, etc). 

This evening, although a tad bit nervous as to the outcome of such on-the-spot writing, I buckled-down and wrote a short snippet of mystery taking place at an old church of my childhood. I'm also using this piece, since it just happens to mention pears, for Rachel Heffington's Chatterbox this month.

I do hope you enjoy n' all that. Comments and criticisms are highly encouraged, as I know without a doubt this piece can use a lot of work.

There, at the back of my mind, a thought nagged endlessly, like a splinter in my hand trying to work its way to the surface. What was it? My mind raced. Something was unfamiliar about the churchyard where I stood. 
As I closed my eyes to think, all my childhood memories came flooding back. Of the many times I’d played red-rover in that patch of dewy green grass, or the secrets that were whispered behind that great oak tree, or the games of duck duck goose and tag played on that circle of rocks. Of filling bucketfuls of acorns as they dropped from the sky like raindrops, or the rhythm of those almost-ripe pears dancing in the wind as they hung from the small orchard of pear trees guarding one side of the churchyard. 
And yet, something stood out to me as not being quite right…but what? I closed my eyes again and breathed deeply. The smell of the fresh mulch that filled the flower beds to the left and right of the front doors to the sanctuary, and the all too familiar smell of Hemlock filled my nostrils…but wait, that’s it! There was another smell that mingled with the other familiar smells…something…putrescent. I opened my eyes again, and took two large steps to where I smelt the stench coming from. I saw the black eyed Susans and the velvety violets sleeping under the moon's light, and the…wait, there was something else hiding beneath the flowers. It, it couldn't be! Three fingers gently stuck out of the fresh mulch…Murder!

I can't say I am particularly proud of this piece or anything, but I gave it a try. If you have a minute, I'd greatly enjoy hearing any thoughts you might have. I don't profess to be a grand writer or anything, but I do like to dabble a little in the mystery and historical fiction genres. 

All text © 2014 Footprints in the Sand | All Images © 2014 Charity Klicka Photography