Only one event can compare to Clean Clothes Day in this new life: CLEAN HAIR DAY.
Today was misty and damp.
Today was cold and dreary.
But today: I’m capable of conquering the world with my day one tresses! Although I instead focused my efforts on Betsy Rossing the shit out of this curtain project. The back two panels have now been installed and we of the van are heartily rejoicing. They’re far from perfect–blame inexperience, cramped sewing hands, and wine–but they are distinctly ours. We chose this cheery blue, we took the immaculate measurements to ensure they are completely custom, and we’ve toiled over this, goddamnit! We’ve toiled! In other news, I now feel little to no aversion to donating blood after countless mishaps with the needled. Ergo, our work here will save lives! Cue the hair toss!

-K

And now for a few random snaps of the past week or two:

^ I’m a sucker for a swing bridge.

^ A hike following an old coal mine rail track several miles into the forest. We were climbing over rusted, antique machinery; stepping over slippery waterfall rocks; and navigating over many dangerous pathways with grave, immediate drop offs + no handrails. Viva New Zealand. That was fun.

^ Letter writing in the last light of day

^ A couple pals coming to check out my sun salutations by the river. What is this magical place?