In Love

I’m a little ashamed to admit that I recently fell in love. I’ve fallen in love before. Several times in fact. However, this time was different. Allow me to explain…

Recently on my roadtrip from Alaska to Chicago, a friend, Traci, invited me to stop by and see her and her family on my way home. While 200 miles out of the way, I thought it would be fun. See a new place, see good friends. Why not?

And that is how I became acquainted with Ely, Minnesota. Ely is such a cute and quaint little town. Traci, her husband and their 2 kids live about 4 miles out of town.

And that was where I fell in love. Trees as far as the eye can see. Lakes at every twist and turn. Hiking…oh the hiking. If I could hike those trails every day.

Now I’ve done my fair share of traveling before, and yes, I have fallen in love with other locales. However, they all had one thing in common; their urban aesthetic.

Every place I’ve ever loved was urban in some way. This was the first time I’d been to a place, and immediately fell head over heels for it, that was decidedly rural. Not nearly as rural as my stay in Alaska, but close.

The log cabins, and the cliffs…even came across a waterfall while hiking.

More than anything, I think this was a stark revelation that I, someday, could possibly be happy somewhere other than the city. Perhaps, the relaxing, quiet, “country” life could suit this city boy.




Finding beauty in everything…

Beauty is one of those things that’s simply hard to nail down.

Most concepts are.  To me, beauty is just about as tricky as love.

Beauty is so vast, yet so subtle.  What’s beautiful to one person may be grotesque to another.  One thing that I think is beautiful, another perosn may think it’s completely dumb and insignificant.

Anyone who knows me…who really knows me, knows I’m a sucker for beauty.  Whether it be a pretty face, or hair..or a sunrise…or sunset…aurora borealis…or a great museum exhibit….a beautiful piece of art….sometimes just a beautiful sky on a warm spring day can be the epitome of beauty.

And to some…all of that is insignificant.  Variety is the spice of life they say, and I suppose in this particular situation, that holds true.  However, I am a firm believer that beauty is significant.

It was beauty in a big part that kept me sane while living in Alaska. For all the negatives, there’s nothing like seeing the sun rise and set over the mountains, or seeing a snow scene straight from a post card.

Oddly enough, many of the same features are what I found so beauteous about Afghanistan.  The mountains…seeing the sun rise and set.  The beauty of the culture I found myself surrounded by, and the beauty of the personalities and spirits I was able to encounter.  Beauty is a wondrous thing.

So I recently came across a video in Camille Crimson’s Blog: Lifestyle of a Geeky Redhead Blowjob Devotee.  Now, I warn you before you go clicking that, it is NOT SAFE FOR WORK.  Camille Crimson is for all intents and purposes a porn star.  However, she’s not your typical one.  She and her husband make female and couple friendly videos…but they’re just oral sex.  Nothing else.  If you’re so inclined, it’s quite interesting.  yet, I digress…

She recently spoke of this video, “Projector Snow”.  When I watched it, I intially was a little like “Umm..what am I looking at?”  So I had to watch it a few more times.  In actuality, I love the still photographs more than the actual video.  The stills capture the absolute beauty of what is transpiring.

To make a long story short, when the snowstorm Nemo hit his locale, filmmaker Brian Maffitt set up a projector in a window, and projected the film “The Lorax” out onto the snow.  Who would really think to do that?  But, the effect is so mesmerizing.  Put it with some excellent music, and you’ve got yourself a great moment, captured in time.

For copyright purposes, I will not share any of the photos here, but I will give you the link, and I definitely encourage you to check them out.  Absolutely gorgeous.

Brian Maffitt’s Projector Snow Stills!  

Try to find beauty in every moment of every day.