a beautiful night sky

Hello everyone! Its 6.26pm Saturday night and its black as a cave drop outside already. Winter is definitely here.
It’s been a lazy day just puttering around the apartment sorting through clothes, books etc. I really want to downsize the things I have. One reason is to make moving so much simpler and two because I just hating having so much random “stuff.” Maybe its since I’ve moved across the world and I realize what material things matter and which don’t, on the other hand it might the hole Danish thing of hating clutter. Which I do. With a passion.
Anyway as I was tucking into some old pizza this afternoon I saw these orange sun lined clouds flying across the sky, and I ran out to the balcony to watch them go. The cold wind smacked me in the face like an angry ex-boyfriend.
I gave Jack my “I MUST PHOTOGRAPH THAT” look, pulled on my jeans, vintage sweater and some snow boots — Jack pulled on clothes and flip flops. Resulting in him almost losing all his toes, because its cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey.
And so we chased the sun down as we burned daylight.
He’s so lovely to let me follow my soul wherever it takes me, and knowing that he’ll always be right there next to me.
He’s made of diamonds that one.

Recently everything has been changing, but finally things seem to be finding their way. I work a job I enjoy with nice people, and it’ll do for now, but I’d be lying if I didn’t say I need more. I want to shoe horses. I want to be in the crows nest with the sails beneath me full as a fat baby at breakfast. I want to draw western scapes filled with bluebonnets and longhorns. I want to ride. To have a farm. I want to photograph all the hours of my day away. I want to act on the stages I built with my bare hands. I want to make people laugh and forget how terrible the world can seem.
I’m not made like everyone else. I’m made of earth, stones and sea water all held within a fox hide. I live in the land of dreams and I’ll chase them. So for now i’m glad things have settled, and that I have time to process things that need processing, but I can’t wait to get back to where I feel I need to be — Texas. The sooner the better. It’s the last place I felt truly inspired and apart of something. I can always grasp at nature, but when you live somewhere that doesn’t call to you — there’s only one thing to do and that’s get up and go to where they wind blows you.  So here’s hoping next year that we’re out of New England.
It’s time to start living. I wear my boots and my Stetson with pride. I need to feel that old dust under my feet as my heel growls on the gravel. I want to film the Texas sunrise and watch the deer running.


This evening was such a perfect moment. Watching the clouds roll by, the dark looming in and being with my best friend laughing; talking about nothing.
Just what I needed.
How did you spend your Saturday night?

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ships in my tea cup

Its been a long yet productive weekend. Tomorrow is my last work day before i have some time off, and i can’t wait to sleep later than 6.30am. I’ve been dreaming about all the things i want to do and all the places i want to be, but unfortunately i can only be in one place at a time — and where i am right now isn’t on my list of places. I’m grateful for the experience i’ve gained here but sometimes i feel like a caged bird that gets fed old crackers to pipe back a name or flip on my perch.
I want to be out there somewhere getting lost and getting dirt under my finger nails. Somewhere that’ll be truly home. Once i’ve finished getting some farrier experience under my belt i think i’ll be more than ready to get on the road and try to find where my forever will be.
So for now i’ll dream into my tea cup and try to survive the ghastly humidity that we’re having up here in the North East.
Have a lovely on-coming week!


hooves n’ hammers

I’m not sure how many of you have been following my instagram stories and posts, probably not too many of you — however! That being said, i will fill you in. Recently i’ve decided to try my hand at a new trade but an old thought. My grandfather was a blackmith and my father IS a blacksmith. Having always toyed with the thought of doing the same thing i finally took the plunge. Theres nothing better than spending a day doing proper hard graft to feel like you’ve accomplished something. I’ve done theatre thing, the boat thing and so forth — i’ll keep mixin’ it up because thats what i’m all about! Now i want to add being a farrier to my repertoire; smithing and working with horses, sounds like bliss to me. I want to do something i love doing everyday — something that wont always feel like work and where i don’t necessarily have to answer to anyone but myself. In life, for me, the most important thing is feeling free and like i’m in charge of where i’m going & what i’m doing.
A desk job will never do that for me.
I want to be out there under the sun, the rain or rolling through a heavy swell.

About two weeks ago i was lucky enough to actually shadow a farrier for the day, ask questions and see if it was something i think i’d even enjoy. I didn’t get around to making a blog post because i was super busy around that time. But now that things are finally moving along and i have a few hours to do nothing this evening i wanted to share it all with you.

Next week i’ll be working hands-on with said farrier and I physically can’t wait. Im nervous but thats understandable. New things are big, scary and sometimes a little uncomfortable. Nevertheless i think it’ll be a great day i’m sure and i’ll get my foot in the door.

On a side note this has finally given me the proverbial kick up the kisser to start getting my driving license. A kick i’ve needed since i was 18, many many moons ago.. Right now i’m cycling 6 miles to work which i don’t mind all that — i’m a pretty dedicated individual, however as a farrier that just wont do.

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