A taste of home

My week at home has come and gone all to quickly, and I find myself packing for my return home to the Midwest. So in honor of my time in the desert, it only seems fitting that the picture of the week is nothing else, but a little taste of home. Tomorrow I say au revoir to the desert, the cactus, the mountains, and all things hot, hot, hot. At least this time, as I leave my beloved desert that I have long called home, I know my return back here will only be a few short months away.

Valley of the Sun

I am back in the valley of the sun (awww, home sweet home) and soaking up the heat. 101 degrees never felt so great!!! So the the obvious choice for my picture of the week is a little taste of home. I couldn't decide, so you get two.

Tulips

My picture of the week is in honor of all the tulips I keep seeing, especially on my long walks through Spring Grove. I know they won't last long, yet I love them all the same. Oh, and speaking of long walks, only 10 days until the Flying Pig Marathon!!!!

A shopper's paradise

My picture of the week comes straight from NYC, compliments of JAK. Since I just returned home from my adventures in Chicago, which included a bit of shopping, this photo of New York's very own Bergdorf Goodman's storefront and window displays seemed extra fitting. Thanks for contributing James, I look forward to using a few others that you sent in the near future.

Coffee, Please

Sadly, I find my spring break has come and gone so very quickly. It is back to the grind as usual, and for some reason, it seems harder than normal. I'm feeling tired and exhausted, and unfortunately I have an incomprehensible amount of work that I must complete this week. So this choice for picture of the week seemed fitting given my week ahead. I think I'm going to need an IV pumping coffee directly into my veins so as to stay awake and actually complete it all. Oh, and just in case you are all wondering, no, the coffee will NOT be computer-side. I'm not ready to revisit the coffee-meets-laptop debacle anytime soon.

That identical one that is I

When it comes right down to it, all you have is your self. Your Self is a sun with a thousand rays...

Pablo Picasso

30 for 30

I decided to dig something out of the early years for my picture of the week. It is an oldie, but a goodie. Besides, I should share documented proof of my cuteness since it peaked so early. This is me and my cousin Serene, celebrating a joint birthday at my grandparents in upstate New York in July of 1981. As many of you know, I have been thinking a great deal of my upcoming 30th birthday. I am proud to announce that I have selected a personal theme for my festivities. Although I do realize that it sounds like a bit much, let's face it, it is kind of a big birthday, so it really should have a big theme. In true Eva fashion, I have decided not to limit myself to only one single day of celebrations. This year in its entirety is really dedicated to the year of the 30th. So in honor of this momentous milestone, and the fact that not only will I be leaving my twenties behind, but I will also be embarking on a new chapter in my life all together, I am declaring it 30 for 30. That's right, I'm doing 30 exciting, adventurous things for my 30th year. Now 30 is actually quite a big number. I have been brainstorming and penciling in ideas for my list, but it has been a bit challenging. So I am officially soliciting ideas. I would prefer them to be somewhat adventurous and something I have not yet done. Thoughts? I will keep you posted on what makes the list.

Picture of the Week

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed---and gazed---but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

William Wordsworth

Picture of the Week

 

It seems even man's best friend is shocked  by how low the tumbling stock market continues to go.   

Picture of the Week

Partly inspired by Michelle's Song of the Day, and partly because I've recently become obsessed with flickrs' random last 7 day images, I have decided to start posting a picture of the week. (Yes, apparently my life is that dull and I have nothing else to post.) Anyway, I was sitting at my desk practicing yesterday, and the cutest little bird fluttered by and landed on the tree branch outside my window. It reminded me that March is here and spring is finally knocking at our door. I'm all too ready for warmer temps and sunnier days. This being said, the high today should be a balmy 27 degrees. Not to fear, in true Cincinnati fashion, it will in the mid-60s by the weekend.