Caught My Eye: Double Feature

Today’s Caught My Eye is a double feature because I couldn’t decide which beautiful image to pick. I have 1000’s of images that I’ve taken, thanks to smartphones and digital cameras. These photos were taken while traveling and while hiking close to home. Enjoy! xo, Ev.

rambling about motherhood at it’s (not so) finest.

When I decided to become a mother I also decided I wasn’t going to lose myself to motherhood. This was really important because I was planning on being a stay-at-home-mom, so I made a vow: keep active, find like-minded moms (I had just moved to where I didn’t know anybody so this was a huge priority,) and approach life with loving kindness.

Loving kindness was the hardest and easiest part in the first 6 months. My son was little and sweet and smelled SO GOOD. He was also colicky- straight up couldn’t put him down colicky. I thought, “Between the post-partum hormones, my needy baby and sleep deprivation, HOW AM I GOING TO DO THIS?!” One hour at a time. That became my mantra, one hour at a time. If I could make it to night time (Dax has always been a great night time sleeper) then I would be fine. My husband was a huge help, taking him as soon as he got home from work. Family bath time in the living room helped so much. My son, much like myself, is a water baby and bath time was a sure way to keep him calm. I looked forward to those 30 minutes where we would bathe him and get him dressed for bed, all together as a family, chatting with each other and cooing our little one. Once I got the okay from my OB’s to start being active (I had to have a C-Section) things got a bit easier because that meant I could put my baby in the baby carrier, whistle for my dog and go for hikes. Being in the woods made everyone calmer and we could all breathe easier. I began to think, “I really can do this.”

There is hardly a day that goes by where the 3 of us aren’t outside walking at some point, whether it’s an actual hike or to walk our dog at the local “dog park.” We’ve been to a national park, we’ve been swimming in lakes and pools, dipped our toes in the ocean, flown twice, taken a road trip, visited multiple museums, snowshoed, hiked mountains. We’ve hiked through smiles, tears and laughter. We’ve hiked through his meltdowns, other childrens’ meltdowns and my meltdowns. He used to scream and cry during car rides and I’d cry along with him. I’ve learned the ways to extract a belly laugh out of him and make him laugh so hard he snorts. We’ve developed a language together. I’ve even learned the art of taking a decent photo with a wiggly, giggling baby on my back.

One of my favorite parts about motherhood is that it is just as much of an adventure as being outdoors is! There are times when I have found myself in as much awe and reverence at something my little boy did as I am at the top of a mountain.

(To the left is Dax at Sand Beach at Acadia National Park and to the right is Sprocket at the top of the land bridge to get to Bar Island in Acadia National Park.)

I love that motherhood makes me think outside the box and forces me to problem solve in unique ways, to be a quick thinker, to always have arms open and at the ready, to be patient. Still working on that last one! The truth is, I will always take the good with the bad because adventuring with kids is an unbelievable experience. They offer up such a great perspective and help you to slow down and really experience what’s going on in that moment. The only other time I’ve ever walked that slow was when I was pregnant! (It was a really bad pregnancy filled with unending nausea and more sickness than I want to remember!)

And when adventuring with a baby seems a bit more work than I’d like, I think about the way he burrows his face into my back, the way we completely relax, the silence we find ourselves walking in, the way he never complains when I take photo after photo in spot after spot.  I’ve found a hiking group and ganged up with Adventure Mamas Initiative (www.theadventuremamas.com) to bring together a crew of lovely and bad ass mamas over here in the north-east with whom I know will always cheer myself and my son on and be there when we need them. Motherhood is helped along by supportive friends and family as well as by our own inner strength. It is helped by our children who give us endless love and amazing memories.

I haven’t lost myself. I’m still here and more amazing than ever. I even found more of myself through motherhood, that’s the coolest part. By committing to a great motherhood and to being a great mother to my son, I have managed to put together a life for us that is enriching, entertaining and at times, exhausting. I trust in my intuition, in my husband, in myself and in my son.

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Sprocket and Dax.

Nature is not my husband’s thing. I try to tell him it’s not very athletic the way I stop and take 100’s of photos but to him, that’s besides the point. That’s okay. He’s a great husband and a wonderful father and he lets me put Monkey on him when he’s driving. I’ll forgive him for thinking a great walk is playing 18 holes. He’s not totally wrong.

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Flume Gorge

The Flume Gorge in Franconia Notch State Park is a gorgeous hike. I took my sister and my son there yesterday as neither have been. I was lucky to have grown up in New Hampshire and to spend time hiking the many stunning places this state has to offer! It was a nice change to the conservation lands that I have grown used to out this way- everything flat (for the most part) and lots of wetlands. Not that I am complaining- spring time was so amazing out this way, the wetlands are so beautiful and full of life and I love the little bits of history you can find on most hikes.  Below is a link to help you plan your trip to the Flume Gorge- enjoy and tag your photos on Instagram with #knowloveknowhope if you go! xo, Ev.

https://www.nhstateparks.org/visit/state-parks/flume-gorge.aspx

The Abandoned Lagoon House.

My honeymoon was spent in Costa Rica, just outside of Jaco. My husband and I explored the jungle via foot, horseback and ziplines, swimming at all of the beaches we could find in between, including Playa Hermosa. This house was located across from said beach, right on the edge of a lagoon. The graffiti wasn’t very good but it was interesting to see; I’m curious as to why there wasn’t much more than tags.

Before I show you the house… This is the beautiful, gnarly and famed Playa Hermosa, located in Jaco, Costa Rica. This beach is absolutely incredible; we made several trips here to soak it all in. You have to be careful not to get knocked over even just standing there.

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Screenshot_2015-08-08-16-24-26This is where the waves converged from 5 different directions. My husband and I would seek out points such as these and then let the waves break against us.

And now back to the point of this piece… This abandoned lagoon house.

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honeymoon, mostly 080Yes, I climbed up the rickety stairs to the roof, much to the concern of my husband, and it was worth it. I saw some interesting wildlife in the lagoon and an interesting view.

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honeymoon, mostly 084I really wish I could see what the house and property looked like before it went to ruin! xo, Ev.

Caught My Eye, Traveling.

This is the road trip edition!

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You really and truly can’t go wrong with a beach trip. There’s nothing like the sun, swimming in the salty water, playing in the waves… (Other favorite places include woods and the jungle!) This was taken at Good Harbor Beach in Gloucester, MA. (Sensing a favorite spot in the world from all of my posts?)

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Niagra Falls… Next time we go we’ll have our kid in tow and we’re going to the Canadian side.

biltmoreProvidence, RI is such a cute city and it goes without saying that it has some cool coffee shops and great places to eat. We stayed at the Biltmore Hotel where it is rumored to have hosted satanic parties, decades ago. It’s dog friendly so of course we brought our dog, Sprocket, with us and needless to say, she was pretty spooked. We had to drop her off at a friend’s house 40 minutes away for the rest of the weekend! I highly recommend staying there just for the freaky factor. Nothing overly strange happened; there wasn’t a ghost sighting but we definitely felt the presence of something, and this was before we found out that the Biltmore is supposedly haunted (whoops.)

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xo, Ev.

Beach Romps!

One of the things I miss about living in Gloucester is being able to walk on the beaches any time I’d like, with my longest drive being 20 minutes (and my shortest walk being 5 minutes.) The other being my friends, I decided to go visit and meet up with a couple of which who happen to have awesome dogs and go take my pup for a walk on the beach. There is something inherently magical about the coastline and this is especially true, for me, in the winter time. Enjoy the photos and post yours (with dogs or without!) to instagram, using the hashtag #knowloveknowcolor for a chance to be reposted on my feed! xo, Ev.

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DIY Framed Honeymoon Shells

My husband and I had an amazing honeymoon in Costa Rica and being the avid and voracious collector of shells and rocks that I am, I brought home a bunch of both (and found a few of the much coveted lucky rocks. For those of you who don’t know what lucky rocks are, they have a stripe that runs all around it.) At this point I had to figure out a new way to display them. I have rocks + shells all around my house- outside on our railing, in glasses and mason jars, rock stacks in my windows, feathers sticking out of sea glass, decorating my fireplace mantle and adorning the base of my potted plants. I even have an interesting piece of driftwood that holds some tiny rocks and shells sitting on my studio table. At this point, I figured it’s time to step up my game. So I decided to frame them.

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The process couldn’t be more simple.

Materials Needed

Gold spraypaint (or color of choice)
Frame
Shells
Krazy glue
Double-sided tape
Shells
Rocks

I have a stack of unused frames from Ikea (I can’t tell you just how many times they have come in handy- I try to keep my studio relatively simple, clean and something resembling sparse but these are a must have) that I took apart and promptly spraypainted the backing gold.

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I didn’t use fancy spraypaint- no use wasting Montana here unless you’re looking for a specific, hard to find color (and for those of you unfamiliar with this delightful brand, they have some fantastic colors and the paint itself has amazing coverage.) Once dry I used double-sided tape to ensure the mat board doesn’t slide around (I love that Ikea provides a custom cut mat board.)

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Then comes the fun part: arranging the shells and rocks. Honestly, this is why I have them all over my house, so I can rearrange them as often as I please. Once in place, all that’s left is gluing them down! I have a hot glue gun somewhere in my house but instead of searching for it, I decided to use Krazy Glue. To be honest, I find it less messy and time consuming than hot glue gun. 

That’s all there is to it! I’d love to see what you come up with. If you are on Instagram, use the hash tag #knowloveknowcolor to be reposted on my feed! xo, Ev.