Tune Tuesday | Where Does The Name ‘Upon Wings’ Come From? by Anne Erickson

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Howdy!

We’re back with the second Tune Tuesday post featuring Upon Wings lead vocalist Anne Erickson!

Are you loving these pieces so far? Everybody seems to love them, which is really great for the band as the more we do this, people who have never heard of them will grow more curious about their music and eventually want to check them out, which is something that I strive for on a daily basis. That’s what every music blogger wants to do, inspire people to look into this artist or group, so that maybe they’ll start to love them and become a steady fan, if that’s an actual term for musical purposes!

Today, Anne will be discussing how the name Upon Wings came about and I think it’s a very touching story on how different things, like verses or words in general can touch and help us create something entirely new! So I hope you all will enjoy it!


When I was thinking of different band names, I wanted something simple and something that somehow felt right with the band’s sound. I was looking at different places for inspiration, and I looked through the Bible for some inspiration and ideas and I read Isaiah 40:31:

But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.

The phrase “Upon Wings” stood out to me. To me, that phrase implies depending on something outside of yourself in times of need. It could be God, a friend or family member or something else to help you in some way. There are times in life when all of us will need to rest “Upon Wings” of Eagles to soar.


How is that for an answer?! I really loved hearing about this, because I remember the afternoon I found Upon Wings and literally I thought how the band name came about, honestly for most bands with out of the box names, this is usually the first thing that pops into my head!

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Top 11 Life Mottos To Live By

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Howdy!

I’ve been thinking about writing this post for a while. It wasn’t until I saw fellow blogger, Lisa put up a post about her favorite life mottos that made me get my butt in gear to publish this!

Back in 2014, I really wanted to learn how to deal with life. I didn’t want to get started on anti-depressants, and still don’t honestly! I knew what I was doing, wasn’t the best. I had two big depression spells first was in 2010 and the other was late 2011 into early 2012 and at this point at my life, I was fine, but I always felt on edge. I remember being on the website Your Zen Life created by actress Teresa Palmer a lot. I read some of their self-love articles and they really helped me deal with some of my inner demons. I started to learn more about daily affirmations and somehow I managed how to control my patience, which still freaks out a number of my family members!

Blondie and I have adopted a similar way of using life quotes to our advantage. After she got out of a very abusive relationship, one of the things she did to help her find some comfort, was she wrote out different quotes in this small notebook she got after attending a college campus tour. We’ve decorated the back of our doors with quotes and song lyrics that really mean a lot to us in the past, and with doing this, it helped a lot because I was able to see the phrases in front of me on a daily basis and I constantly had them on my mind.

If you follow my blog’s Facebook page and been seeing the quotes I’ve posted on there for the past couple of weeks, this is the reason. Here are eleven different quotes and the stories of why I like to use them on a daily basis. Maybe some of them will inspire you to adopt them into your life.

Train your mind to see the good in every situation.

A few years ago, I found this thing on Pinterest that I was thinking about doing, and I mentioned it to my nana and somehow by the end of our visit, we ended making a promise we’d do it together. So instead of looking at your whole day and knit-picking at the negative stuff first, you’re suppose to select three good things that happened within your day and if you can find three things then you have an excuse to say it was a “good day” compared to what you usually say.

This is how I ended up finding this quote, because it was similar to the activity. After a while, you do start seeing the good in your day that maybe you didn’t before. I mean, you’re going to have bad days, but you don’t want to feel stuck in that pattern for days on end, so this is a good way to start anew.

Sometimes the best reaction, is no reaction at all.

It’s funny, this was the quote that inspired this post because as much as I like to use it on a daily basis, the one thing that it doesn’t work on is apparently basketball. Maybe it’s the papaw in me or something, but I have trained myself to not react to everything, except that!

I think the one thing that I still need to work on, is how to deal with my dad. Whenever my mom goes to work, I spend close to six hours with him and we know how to get on each other’s nerves pretty easily. And whenever he says something that I feel like I don’t need to reply back to, he will ask it anyways. So I’ve learned to select my battles and I try my best to not give him any kind of reaction at all.

Everything happens for a reason.

To a lot of a people, this will seem like a cliche quote to use, but I think it’s one of the most popular quotes ever.

Honestly I use it for probably the most random things ever! This actually comes in handy whenever I watch Jeopardy.  I’ve had a lot of things that I’ve watched on TV, mostly about art, books, food, history become categories on the show within a week later. I always find it both cool and weird whenever it happens.

Prove them wrong.

This one is just embed into my brain. I started using this one when I was very young, before it was a just a simple phrase I heard other people say out loud to me and somehow I ended up becoming that phrase. I like to prove people wrong with everything I do, it’s part of my disability vocabulary, and I still use on a daily basis.

Strive for progress than perfection.

I wish I knew about this one in school, especially when I was in elementary. As the “prove them wrong” was meant as a positive quote to say around, it also had a drawback to it. When I would take art classes, I would become this “amazement” to my teachers and the rest of the class. I was never teased for it, but I feel like I was my biggest bully to myself because as I got older, I started to really hate wanting to be perfect in whatever I did. It took many, many years to get myself out of that mindset, especially when it came to art.

You’ll do it when you’re ready.

This is a like a timeline on what’s going on throughout my life without even trying!

I think this can be taken in many ways. Right now I have a lot of ideas relating to my writer side. I want to branch out and share some of my knowledge and pieces to other websites, but I have a lot of self-doubt that comes with it. I can talk myself up to it only so far before my confidence fades. So a part of me has been writing, writing, writing as I’m trying to follow the advice of Lucy and have a different array of articles in my drafts, so when I do decide I’m truly ready, I can just pick and chose which ones to give out!

Be open to whatever happens next.

I found this quote, prior to the death of my papaw. I don’t know if this was my sign that something was coming, but I have been increasingly embracing this lesson. I think it’s a good idea, because I know you can’t prepare yourself for everything, even though I’ve become pretty good at attempting this. I usually try to say it in the mornings, and it’s been very helpful!

Perspective is everything.

Perspective really is everything to me, it keeps me grounded I think. I’m not as quick to judge things and people, thanks to this quote. I also like to use it when it comes to art too! I like trying to figure out what the artist was thinking about as they were doing the design in the first place. That’s why I usually like big canvases and abstract art!

You can’t change what’s going on around you, until you start changing what’s going on within you.

Oh, this was a new addition to my life and to this post. I found it back in mid-April, as I was scrolling through my dashboard on Pinterest! I thought it worked well with how I was dealing with life in general.

I am the one that everybody comes to for advice, or they did, and I’ve been used as distractions in the past. I’m fairly good at doing both, but it’s when people don’t want to be bothered with either situation, is when it can get a bit difficult. Now when it comes to help for myself, I’m scared to ask for it. I like my independence and hate the fact that I need extra guidance to get through life, so a part of me knows that if I want to get better, I’m going to have to accept this obstacle and basically hitch a ride and hope to God, there’s a light at the end of the tunnel.

Everything is a choice.

I think this is somewhat similar to “when you’re ready” and “perspective” quotes. They all go together with the same outlook, I mostly use them for my articles. I need to remind myself that everything I do is a choice, I don’t have to conform to what other people expect me to do, and if they don’t like it, I can take that piece and send it to another person or site and hopefully they’ll be more open to allow it.

Even the nicest people have their limits.

At first, I wasn’t going to add this quote, because I didn’t think it was like the others, but the more I thought about it and I realized why I wanted to write up this post in the first place, I figured out this was one of the most perfect quote/lesson to keep in mind.

I’m a fairly nice person, I don’t have any drama with people, I get along with most of the population. I’m not racist, homophobic, or anything of that nature. I’ll never really talk about these any subjects but I do have an issue with keeping other things, like serious topics locked up and they can swirl around in my head for many, many years without being discussed and I’m very been worried that one day, I’m just going to explode because somebody’s said the wrong thing to me and I’m going say something that’ll sound insulting and that’ll just break my heart.

So, in the future you might see some very brave posts that I feel need to be talked about on here, and hopefully I won’t sound too much like an asshole. I’m just tired of keeping my opinions to myself. This is your warning I guess to what could come on this blog in the next seven and a half months!

Are there any quotes that you love and keep nearby to remind you to keep going in life? What is your favorite quote ever?

I Break Too

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I hope everybody is having a wonderful Monday. It’s the last week of the month of July as All That Glitters’  Candice reminded me. It also doesn’t help that schools here are going to start back up on FRIDAY! What the crap? When did they start so early? And why? Because you know they’ll be released at the exact same time every year. Our winters are never the same I get, but still if you’re still not going to release the staff and students on an earlier week than you usually do whenever we don’t have bad weather in the winter months then why bother? I feel bad for every teenager who is going to school a few weeks earlier than the average college student.  I’m having one of those Monday’s, can’t you tell? 

If you follow me on Twitter, you probably just read or reread my tweet I posted about the boys of One Direction. I’m not that big of a fan of theirs. My sister is, but I have been wanting to see their movie This Is Us since I heard it was being released in theaters. I saw that STARZ was going to be playing it a few months ago, it seemed so long ago actually! I finally found it yesterday morning and recorded it on my DVR. I told my sister that I had taped it and asked her if she wanted to watch it with me. She couldn’t last night but we decided to watch this afternoon instead. I was pretty stoked I’m not going to lie, because truth be told she was the one who made me watch Justin Bieber’s Never Say Never movie with her and yes, I did watch it and actually enjoyed it. So she sat on the floor, while I was under the covers on my bed and we watched the movie together.

Since I don’t know much about these boys I thought the movie would explain about their childhoods along with their journey with Britain’s The X Factor and Blondie and I thought that was pretty interesting. Even though it didn’t really let us in on their childhood I was completely okay with that. It’s kind of sad that we were agreeing of how massive the crowds were in different countries. How the fans were crying and going absolutely crazy for them everywhere they went gave me a sense of like you can’t make fun of them, because you know if it was anybody you heavily listen to, you’d be doing the exact same thing but I digress. Anyways, I tweeted that hell might’ve frozen over since I followed three out of the five members of the boy band. Harry, Niall, and Zayn. ♥ Blondie’s totally team Louis if anybody was wondering!

I don’t know what tomorrow has in store but I hope it’s a smooth sailing kind of day that’s all I’m hoping for at least. I can make it a Hemsworth brothers day since I have both Thor: The Dark World and Love and Honor in my DVR as well. I could also try to get passed 60% on The Fault In Our Stars by John Green too. I have no idea at the moment. I’ll figure out when it gets here. Have a good night and great Tuesday! Come back for tomorrow Tune Tuesday, where we head to INDIA! 

Monster In Laws

lessonsI don’t know why but I’m on this kick to watch only but Everybody Loves Raymond whenever I’m eating. I’m surprised I haven’t got choked on my food considering of some of the episodes that my mom has on her DVR. Within the last two days I’m seriously surprised that I didn’t get choked because they were just hilarious! When my family got on ELR kick I fully stayed away from it, because I did not like Frank and Marie. They annoyed the living hell out of me and so I basically stayed away from it, but I have been a little bored with the shows on my DVR so thankfully I can switch over to my parent’s shows on their DVR and watch them in my room. I swear for like the last two or three weeks that’s all I have been watching. Majority of them have been there since last Christmas and Thanksgiving so there are holiday episodes and I’m happy to say I’m finally over those, but I just watched this episode where those quotes came from yesterday afternoon and so I thought they would be the perfect way to bring a little bit of humor to this post!

From the time I was thirteen, I have dreamt of having a family and have been thinking of different names to give to my future kids. It’s a normal thing at that age, as long as you don’t end up pregnant around that age it was normal back then. When my papaw started watching the show and talking about it with my mom and dad, I started to pushed myself away from it. Because I thought it was stupid, the over-bearing mother who gives more attention to the younger son than the other and the husband who is a stubborn ole goat with no manners for mankind, but has a gentle side like a kitten. He’s just selective on when he wants to open up like that. Whenever I’d think about getting married, I’d totally forget about the in-laws. I mean, come on! If anybody has watched ELR and is still single, you are trying to avoid marrying a person because you’re afraid you’re going to end up with in-laws like Frank and Marie Barone. Don’t blame you though, because that’s mainly my reason why I don’t want to get married. From a young age, I never really saw a wedding in my near future, if I did it was always blurry and too perfect for my taste. It just wouldn’t happen that way. In my head, I never met my in-laws because I haven’t exactly met “the one” yet either so I have nobody to see just yet or get a feeling if they’re going to be the Barone family or not.

I am afraid of marrying somebody though, because they not only get to deal with me and my baggage but my family is a hoot too. We’re like a package of brownie, we’re full of nuts! I don’t think we’re as bad as the Barone family but I think we’re close. We don’t have a “Marie” character, all of the women in my mom’s side have motherly sides to them but it isn’t as bad as I guess it could be. I don’t think I should say anything about the males because I’ll just get into trouble but at times they did have some characteristics of Frank. For example, wearing stretching pants at the dinner table, addicted to sports, and stubborn as hell at times. Frank said everything that he had in his head and Marie was quiet to him. Something that nobody in my family would actually do. I feel like my family is more like Ray and Debra than anybody else. Ray and Debra had a strong connection but weren’t afraid to say what was on their minds. I know in different generations it’s different in general. You’re raised to do different things but I know I just don’t want to deal and I’m pretty sure my future spouse doesn’t want to deal with anybody like is the Barone family.

Bonding Time

It’s been a very fun last few days, I actually got to hang out with my family and some friends. My sister proved herself twice this weekend. It mostly started on Friday morning. I have had a rough week gaining back my sleep schedule again. She got me up at like 10:30am and I hadn’t gotten up like that for a while. Our aunt and uncle came down for two days and since mom had to work, Blondie took me over to my nana’s house to visit while she was at work too. She got me dressed and put my hair up in a ponytail for me. It was very different to have her do that kind of stuff on her own, because she doesn’t usually do it. It’s not because we don’t allow her, she’s just very timid and she thinks she’ll hurt me but she won’t. I went over and when we came back home, she went to push my wheelchair back into the living room from my room. Not kidding, she did everything right but it didn’t stop her from running into the both halls and Oliver’s litter box. It was most funniest thing I had seen all day! I tried telling her to use the bathroom to turn it around but nobody wants to go the easy way.

Later on that night, my parents went out with our neighbors to a little restaurant and bar, I don’t know what it really is honestly! I kept my eyes on the clock and when it was like 11:30pm I was like “ok, I’m ready for bed.” I had the poor thing take me to the bathroom. We got our handy-dandy commode early last year, it was my mom’s idea and at first I hated it, but now I actually love it because it’s so much easier than the old way. Well, mom is the only one who will use it. Dad and Blondie have to be stubborn and go the old way, for my sister to be kind of small arm wise. Don’t get me wrong, she’s strong! She lifts weights for fun! So I’m basically a piece of cake for her but I was very uneasy about her carrying me from my room to the bathroom with nobody to help her, but I was impressed again and she did a really good job. I was pretty proud of her! Today she asked me if I wanted to help her decorate her door. When she was younger, she had her entire room decorated, had pictures up of her and friends and family. She even had hot pink polka dots and streamers hanging down from the ceiling. She wanted to make over her the back of her door. She has an obsession with quotes and lyrics. I went into her room and we literally covered that sucker up!

This was during one of our breaks, I did about 18 quotes/lyrics and she did the rest.
This was during one of our breaks, I did about 18 quotes/lyrics and she did the rest.
This was the finished project. I'm pretty proud of ourselves, now we just gotta do my door. I need to create some room first!
This was the finished project. I’m pretty proud of ourselves, now we just gotta do my door. I need to create some room first!

Yesterday and today, we basically hung out with our neighbors. I love kids very much and our neighbor has a young one named Chevy, she is in that stage where likes to climb almost everything. Well, she finally figured out how to climb up to the seat of my wheelchair. Now if she could only figure out how to hold on to the sides to turn around to sit on my actual legs by herself she’d be fine. Somebody actually has to lift her up to my lap. I have always wanted to hold a baby before in my arms. It’s something that I may or may not be able to experience one day because of how my arms are anyways. Well, last summer my dad found a way where she could sit on my lap and ride around too. He just attached his belt around us because my seatbelt could barely fit the both of us. She loved it! Now she’s not that small but still pretty fragile, I’m pretty protective over her. I’m always up to help her and she’s starting to realize that I do things with my feet and she hands me things to my feet. it’s so sweet when she does it on the first try. She loves to just sit on my lap. She moves her head to the sides to tease me. Today, while we went on a walk she walk besides me and held on to part of my armrest. I did my best to slow down, I was already slow to begin with because I was running out of juice in my battery.

Now I’m at home hurting in different parts of my body, mainly my neck right now. Earlier while I was writing different quotes, I realized I hadn’t really written anything out in like a year. I never have to write out anymore. It’s kind of sad really, but good news is my foot writing isn’t as bad as I feared. I still can’t write straight across on unlined paper. It was a bit difficult to find the right kind of markers to use when my sister picked out neon colored sheets of paper. I literally had trouble seeing after staring into the orange and pink. While we were working, my dad was out visiting outside and my mom saw all of our new kittens on the back porch and brought them inside and put them in my sister’s bed. I think enjoyed themselves, but Silver and the little gray and white still have stuff in their eyes. So mom and Blondie had to wipe them a couple of times but they moved all over the place. They didn’t know what to think of the music we were listening to though. I think I spent a whole hour in there with her listening to a mixture of pop/country/rap music. I was proud though she does like one Five Finger Death Punch song and she did hum and sing along to it so I was happy! After we were done though I had never been so happy to listen to metal music. It was fun though! Oh, and my friend Sammy got ice cream from the ice cream truck and brought me one. Now I’ll be surprised if it’s still there tomorrow afternoon.

I hope everybody has enjoyed their Sunday and hope all of the father’s out there enjoyed their father’s day. Tomorrow starts another week, but that’s okay though! You’ll get through! Keep positive thoughts in my mind and you’ll be fine! Good night and sweet dreams.

I Need A Bright Colored Sheet.

For the past 24 hours it’s been very eventful. I am very afraid of wasps and bees, but nothing scares me more than a huge ass spider around my bed in the darkness. I’m pretty sure my parents just went to bed and I only wanted to sit up for an hour of so and I was watching Fraiser like always and I was feeling a bit paranoid but it was nothing out of the ordinary for me. My eye got caught on something and I looked a bit closer and there was a middle size (it looked bigger because of the shadow) spider just chilling by my cup. It terrified me but I didn’t scream. Somehow I managed to keep myself calm and I grabbed my TV remote and I had put my foot above it and I just dropped it and I thought that would be enough to kill it. Either I did get him and there’s a whole flock of them just surrounding my bed, waiting to scare the shit out of me. I did good after that, I was brave enough to use my laptop as my guide and in the process of it I had to take over my headphones in case they fell behind my ears. I looked (more like peeked) through my floor and everything around my cup. Nothing. Well, then about five minutes go by, my paranoia comes back and I find one on the corner of my wall by my bed. I grabbed my remote again and then I realized I had made the worst move in the world.

I have a black sheet on my bed. So if a spider is to crawl around on my bed, I can’t see it and so that strike one for me. The second was, that I don’t have a good balance when I go to scoot on the opposites of my bed. So I tried to basically climb over my pillows and kill it. Well, I missed the first time and he ran from me, which wasn’t really smart. I thought I got him the second time, but by the time I had a chance to celebrate I realized about my sheet and the fact that I had fallen down on the rope that helps me sit up by myself. I had to turn myself around quickly and sit up, turn back around and make sure I got him. Well, I didn’t see him. I assumed he had fallen down the corner of my wall. Nope. He started climbing the other side and he was just high enough that I moved over my pillows this time and I flicked my remote to him at a fast pace and both of them fell down the crack between the bed and the wall. While this was all happening, I didn’t once scream (even though I did shout out “son of a bitch!”) out nor did I text my parents for help. However, I do have a saved text message for my dad in case I just couldn’t kill it. I was running out of patience and losing my calmness too. I did post a long status on my Facebook that almost everybody in my family loved and I even sent my sister a tweet that I needed her to kill this thing. Of course, she’s still at school so she wouldn’t be on spider duty until the weekend. This was my first Facebook status.

“Swore I saw on big ass spider by my cup and I did good, I calmed myself and didn’t scream and I grabbed my remote and unhooked my headphones from my laptop. However, when I dropped my remote it disappeared and I just spent about a good five minutes trying to search for it. Still haven’t found it and I don’t want to grab my remote off the floor. Times like these make want Blondie because she would still be awake right now instead of sleeping. I might need some prayers to get me through the night. Lol”

I didn’t plan on actually to go to sleep last night after all that. I was still in full panic mode and I also ran out of weapons to kill anymore spiders. I just curled up into a little ball on the very edge of my bed and just tried to calm myself down. I wasn’t celebrating or anything, I was still pretty sure that the spider is alive and well somewhere around my bed. At 4:30am, my mom came into my room and grabbed my remote from its place from the third round. She told me that my Facebook status was the funniest thing she’s read in a while. She kept laughing at me because I was in full attack mode and I hadn’t even been up for more than three minutes and I’m just talking to her in my high-pitched voice because I was still on a “high” I guess you can call it that. After she left and turned off my light, I went to watch I Love Lucy because I was still trying to decide if I wanted to go back asleep or not. Well, then as I was laying on my back, I saw this shadow of something flying above my legs and my only instinct is to attempt to cover it up with my blanket. Again, forgetting I have a black sheet on my bed. Thank god for the brightness of laptops and cell phones because that’s basically been my life savers for the entire eight hours. I grabbed my phone and began searching through my bed and blanket. I didn’t find anything. A part of me thinks it was my mind trying to play tricks on me or that it found its way out of my blanket. In the mist of all that I sat up and went on my Facebook to update everybody about my second adventure.

“LITERALLY an hour after my mom goes back to bed and I almost fall back asleep, I see something “fly” around my waist area so I quickly covered it with my blanket. My brain is apparently still sleeping because I keep forgetting that I have a black sheet. Looks like I’m staying up because some damn bug is (hopefully) underneath my blanket and my other blanket is on the floor and I’m too chicken to pick it up. I really want to go back to sleep too!”

I’m not going to lie, next time this all happens I’m texting my parents and letting them yell at me for the next ten minutes of trying to kill something that I know is “harmless” and probably “scared of me too” it just needs to be dead. If this means I’m going to hell, then I’m begging to God and asking him if he laughed at me too! I was so glad to go to my nana’s today. I helped her out with a few things. She got this new big CD/DVD zip case, and I had to show her what I do with mine. Plus, I helped her put away the groceries and even did something new for a change. Some of the “life skills” that I should probably know already, I’m actually learning now. I still can’t tie a knot but I have a feeling that’ll be next. The other day when I was with her, she had hurt her elbow and she wasn’t able to do certain things and I wanted a drink. So I had attempt to open the pop can myself. I have long toe nails (I know for some of you that’s gross, so I’m sorry) and I tried to undo it with just my big toe but I couldn’t get it. My nana gave me this little handy-dandy can opener and I used that and it cracked and when I turned it the other way, it undid itself and I was proud of myself! Today I had a big challenge, my nana can’t get her trash bag on the sides of the trash can. So I decided I’d go for it and I challenged the same calmness I had from last night and it took me a bit and it came undone twice, but I finally did it without falling out of my wheelchair. Some good thing happened and then some freaky bad things happened. It’s a Wednesday, it’s supposed to be somewhat chaotic and weird.

Spring’s Paradise #2

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“Spring shows what God can do with a drab and dirty world.” – Virgil Kraft.

While everybody is talking about Coachella and fun it is to be there, I am having a good time with enjoying what God has created for us. My sister is so good to me! She knows how much I love when she takes pictures of things she goes with her friends at her school. Today, while I went to my nana’s and worked, well in of fairness, we both worked our butts off! We’re slowly running out of things to clean and organize. We have a few more things to do until we can finally say that, but by then something will have to be cleaned again. It’s a never-ending cycle but it’s not really a bad thing! It awakens my cleaning genie inside. It also works my body so like most people go to the gym, I just go to my nana’s and clean different areas of her house and try not to fall out of my wheelchair in the process. Today was a beautiful day regardless of the fact I didn’t get to go outside and visit with the cats, but the temperature was in the mid-70’s and it was the perfect spring, but almost summer weather.

I’ve spending the last probably thirty minutes talking to my sister, Blondie. She is the one who got to enjoy the beautiful spring day. Where she was, it was 77 degrees. She and her friends found this little park and they went exploring! Based on these pictures, it looks like a woods that was affected by the heavy rains we had earlier this week and last week. Nevertheless, the pictures she got are absolutely beautiful! Especially the one I’ve decided to start us off with, the pretty bird, just chilling and if the picture wasn’t so large you’d probably never know that there was even a bird there. He blends in with the background so well, that when I was editing the picture I didn’t want so much that it was take away the look of the picture as a whole, but the bird is in the center of the picture and needs to be recognized. Blondie was lucky to get such a good picture of it there.

1798003_278082795701722_6285833542413201103_nIt’s been a while since I’ve been out just walking in the woods. Actually, I kind of remembered doing it once and freaking out because of all the bugs that came around me. At that time, I was in Girl Scouts and we took a nature walk and we didn’t have a way for me to bring my electric wheelchair along with us, so we kind of improvised and was using a stroller. I think we used that from the time I was like five or six until I was 11 years old. After I had my surgeries, doing anything fun that involved speed wasn’t very ideal and luckily I agreed! Now that it’s spring and years since then, the bugs haven’t come out in full swing! I’ve seen a few flies here and there, but not a lot! In the summer, it’s kind of funny to have one fly around our faces and our dog ChiChi going insane with trying to catch it with her mouth. Not to get too disgusting here, but yes she has ate them in the past! Anyways, just looking at this picture I am thinking in my head, I would never be able to get my wheelchair through that part of the woods with all of the tree limbs down.

I like the mess of the woods. I don’t exactly know why I do, but it’s a beautiful mess! It’s so untamed and calm, until a tree branch breaks because of the imagine weight that plopped on top of it. That’s one of the things that I don’t exactly like about woods. If there wasn’t very many tees around you would be able to kind of see what’s out there and those noises would be less freaky! At least in my head, they would be! I like this little pond and the bright green speck of grass nearby while the rest of the grass is brownish. Speaking of that, when my dad was taking me over to my nana’s I saw this house that has this big Christmas like tree in the middle of their yard. It’s full and large but the ground was just yellow. Not specks of green anywhere in this yard. It looked like somebody had spilled a few buckets of yellow paint on the grass. It was so weird and neat at the same time! When we got up to the house, my dad groaned about the fact he needs to mow because quote, “the yard looks horrible.” They have a bunch of wild onions growing in the front and back yard. I think it looks fine. I mean, the grass doesn’t look that bad. It’s certainly not yellow or brown. The onions are what bug him the most honestly.

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I love this picture. I think the tree looks very interesting, but then again I find almost everything I come into contact with interesting anymore. Something about this time makes me think of the Mad Hatter from the Alice In Wonderland movie. The one with Johnny Depp. His hair was crazy and everywhere. I kind of feel like it was having a bad hair day, even though it’s bald. As you can see none of these trees have leaves on them yet. There are a lot of trees in town that still don’t have leaves yet. One of my nana’s bushes in the “side” yard has very small leaves. I noticed them when my dad was pushing me up the ramp to go inside the house. On Friday, when I posted those other pictures of my neighborhood, the picture of the tree branches everywhere. What I was really trying to get was all three of them and hopefully get a clear look at the middle one, because it has small leaves growing on it but the other two don’t. I just noticed that in this picture, in the background there are a couple of trees there that have bloomed early this year. They’re early birds!

I feel very lucky to feel at ease with the nature and the new season. I have always loved looking outside my windows during long car rides and just sit and wonder about what’s out there. I love looking at pictures of woods and wondering about how old the trees really are and just feel the calmness of the area as a whole. Maybe my body and mind is embraced part of my Native American heritage as I get older. I’m certainly feeling something that’s for sure! It’s kind of like when an artist or somebody viewing an artist’s artwork. Others can look at it and see nothing special about it and think it’s weird. People like me, who are artists, we tend to see things in different ways. We create things in different ways as well. Looking at a photo of something like a tree or drawing anything with full structure is complicated to explain about how you can see it. We as artists also have a difficult time accepting beauty of our artwork. I’m sure photographers have the same problem as if we look at a picture and say to ourselves, “well, it’s good, but is it enough? Will people understand it?” When I do my artwork I constantly ask myself these questions. By the time you’ve finished with your product that thought is still there, but sometimes your mind says to you, “why do you care about what others think of it?” It’s all about the perspective of the finished product. Everybody has their own idea. It’s a good thing when others don’t exactly get what you’re doing. It usually just want to see more. That’s why I constantly look out my window and look at the trees passing by. I want more.