SomeoneLikeYou Sunday, December 15, 2013
1960's Mini Skirt: Vintage
Red Sweater: Old Navy.
Pearls: Gift from my grandmother.
Blue Beret: Forever21.
Lipstick in MAC's Russian Red.
One of my favorite questions to ask people is what their favorite season is. Whether I'm just meeting them for the first time, or it's one of my family member's I live with; I love hearing the different answers.
A favorite season says a lot about a person, more than you would think. There's always a reason behind that favoritism. Sweet childhood memories, a special life event, favorite activities that only apply to that time of the year. Each person has all of these individual reasons for why they love a season without even realizing. It doesn't just hit you at once, but it takes time to build up a love for a season throughout your life.
I used to know for sure what my favorite season was. Easy--fall. But as I've been blogging the past few years I've taken the time to intimately get to know each season and their quirks, perks, and irritants. Being immersed into nature where each season is at its purest, untouched form makes me feel such a connection to God. The little, tiny moments that let me know He's up there. Think about just how awesomely incredible snow is. The pure essence of it and the beauty of billions of flakes falling from the sky and each being different. Or flowers. Coming out of the ground? Like, how does this beautiful life grow from the unknown beneath us after months of death and cold? How can something have such an aroma, such a presence, change the mood of those around it? And summer. The heat and the strong, ferocious thunderstorms that barrel out of the sky. The fierce lighting that illuminates the amongst the darkness. How powerful, so mystic and absolutely breathtaking to watch. Then fall. How is it that the leaves on the millions of trees change into those spectacular, unearthly colors? How does each and every single one fall from its mother and slip safely into sleep onto the ground? It's just incredible. Incredible.
I don't know what my favorite season is anymore. I love each and every single one of them for different reasons that I've come to learn. That's why I love taking my own blog pictures. Not just because I'm self sufficient, but because it gives me the time to be alone with the earth, God, and all around me that I come from.
Cherish the beauty in every season before it disappears.
With much love, Lauren.