feeding the creative monster

We talk consistently about how grateful we are to work for ourselves, with each other, to work with our hands and in a creative field.

The behind-the-scenes of our work and life, however, is a tad less glamorous than we generally talk about.

The reality is that we sit at our computers for hours on end, sorting photos, editing shoots, responding to emails, etc. While I love this and don't mind our long hours, it has left little time for 1. feeling creative or 2. being creative.

I've barely seen the sun for the past two weeks as it's already been dark for hours by the time I leave for home.

So I've been pondering of late what I need to change to get back into a healthy mental, soul and life rhythm. 

And with that, I've been reminding myself what feeds my soul, makes me feel alive.

-having a processing and/or writing date by myself...obviously with a coffee in hand.

-cooking- preferably with a glass of wine and music. 

-walks-they are my favourite space to think, pray, dream, sort out my thoughts. The trail along the river in Brantford is the best thing about this town (next to our photo business), in my humble opinion.

-long drives or travel days-I finally find myself with time to sort out all the things on my mind.

-blogging. You may not know it from my recent silence, but I genuinely enjoy organizing and sharing my thoughts in this space. I can always tell how sane my days are by gauging our blog posts and their brevity, personality and creativeness.

I have a bit of an overhaul ahead of me in order to get some of these back in my life with more regularity but I'm off to a good start-I got up this morning and made a soup (with no wine in hand, don't worry) and didn't come into work until noon. 

So off I go to edit away with some Taylor Swift tunes keeping me company.

Fall, Photos and So Much More

If you know me at all, you know how much I LOVE (adore, admire, drool over) Fall.

I

love

fall.

I love the extra bit of crisp in the air, the layers of cute clothing and scarves that still allow a semblance of a figure, the colour of the trees above and the crunch of the leaves below.

I love the feel and the holidays (from two Thanksgivings to our anniversary and my birthday I'm doing rather well in that department) and so much in between.

I love photo shoots in the fall and walks and sipping hot drinks too.

In recent years, as I've bopped hither and yon, I've missed fall after fall, much to my chagrin. 

And in my limited experience of Canadian falls, I've come to expect a week or two of colour and delight, followed rapidly by blistering days of cold and fright.

So my heart has exploded with joy day after day as I've walked to the photo studio, embracing day after glorious day of this particular fall season. It has been divine.

That's all.

Just a note to say that my soul is well-Sir Fall is keeping my spirits soaring.

More soon.

xo.