QT.

A little quality time spent in Denver with Adam on Wednesday. Goodwill, Modern Family, the lightrail, Union Station, a Mongolian grill, flipping for drinks... lots of laughs. Just a snip-it of the many joys I've experienced during my vacation this week. Now if only to pull the Halloween costume together....

Golden.

The leaves aren't the only thing changing for me right now. Physical and emotional movement is a constant, but our awareness of all that changes seems to fluctuate.. well, for me any how. CRC north opening, teaching yoga, dealing with the aftermath of a rough week, reminding myself to trust that everything will turn out ok,

I love the cottage in the fall...

Mom-apples.

After hearing one time that Mom and Ken liked to got to the Manitou Chocolate Factory and share a caramel apple... Sarah had the idea to make Mom some homemade apples, full of decadence, for her birthday. After a trip to a very busy King Stup's, aprons were tied up and we were about to get messy. Heath bar, pecans, white chocolate pretzels... chocolate, lots o' caramel... we had it all. What came out were five, very large monstrosities of goodness... a little bit of a sugar coma for the two of us.

  Next up it was time for the delivery. We ventured up the pass, and after a few bicep curls to warm up, Sarah's arms carried the not-so-light tray to the birthday girl who was presently surprised and delighted by her treats. Ken wasn't too disappointed either.

Maddy- I hope you are reading this/seeing these photos and are super impressed. Do you like "the rods" in the backgroud?.... yes, yum is right. Can you guess what Mom started doing the minute she laid eyes on these pups... she started "cleaning up the pan"... in reality- picking off all of the little pieces hanging off the apple.  We are our mother's daughters aren't we.

Awesome day of apple making. Now, we must find a way to sell these...

Other events of the weekend... Mom's bday at The Swiss Chalet (yum!)- so great to see my brother, my first speeding ticket (awesome-thank you Manitou), I'm officially certified to teach Sculpt (so excited), oh yeah... I still suck at pool.

negatives.

I could stare at pictures all day. I look at them, and suddenly I'm placed back in that place, feeling whatever I was experiencing in that very moment. In my desire to stay in the present, pictures help me obtain a second chance if I may have missed it the first time. They remind me of the love I'm surrounded by, the space in between the events that make up my heart... the hopes, the fears, the joys, and the contentment that lies within it.

A life shift is happening, I can feel it. Or maybe my heart is shifting towards something. I don't know. I feel like I'm just waiting for something to happen to me. I exist in a battle between two desires: to run away, and to sit and not move. I've spent my lifetime searching for answers, searching for solutions. Maybe it's time I just wait.