What my weekend looked like




It looked like this:

Bright. Happy. Full of smiles.

And sounded a good deal like this:

Magical. Sigur Ros in concert = unreal. There were tears. There was laughter. And there was a lot of existentialist thinking.

“Let us love the country of here below. It is real . . .” – Simone Weil

[Photos: D.C. + Annapolis with the people who make this life easy to love//Grace Farson]





Almost through exam week. One more exam to go and then glorious spring break!

This week was long, but productive.

For now, these are the things I am most excited about:

+ Major Lazer + Dragonette [tonight!]. Sam even came in town for it!

+ New Age Family Dinner

+ A weekend away at the beach

+ Checking things off my long to – d0 list

+ This song

+ Reading for fun [this + this]

[Photos: Cold night, 2013//Grace Farson]

concert // parking deck // pink sky

Chapel Hill and Carrboro positively glow at this time of year.

The Morning Brigade and Mipso Trio put on a free concert in a parking deck last Thursday. Music. Dreamy weather. Friends. What more could I have asked for?

It was all too lovely.

“At present I absolutely want to paint a starry sky. It often seems to me that night is still more richly coloured than the day; having hues of the most intense violets, blues and greens. If only you pay attention to it you will see that certain stars are lemon-yellow, others pink or a green, blue and forget-me-not brilliance. And without my expatiating on this theme it is obvious that putting little white dots on the blue-black is not enough to paint a starry sky.” – Vincent Van Gogh

midnight at waffle house

after the fabulous black keys concert saturday night, these lovelies and i went to get midnight biscuits at waffle house.

thanks all for the laughter, the stories and the memories. this past weekend was just what i needed in life.

“when we die, these are the stories still on our lips. the stories we’ll only tell strangers, someplace private in the padded cell of midnight. these important stories, we rehearse them for years in our head but never tell. these stories are ghosts, bringing people back from the dead. just for a moment. for a visit. every story is a ghost.”

– chuck palahniuk

this life

“eleanor roosevelt, who did so much to advance human rights worldwide, said that these rights begin in the small places close to home — the streets where people live, the schools they attend, the factories, farms, and offices where they work. these places are your domain. the actions you take, the ideals that you advocate, can determine whether human rights flourish where you are.”

– hillary rodham clinton

+ the speech you’ve been waiting for {this has been going around, but please take the time to listen to it}

+ i’m on fire {my study song}

+ pictured: a world at 7 billion {amazing}

+ this boy {tonight, my world will be forever changed!}

{a favorite moment of mine in bapatla this past summer. . . henna with the older women at the children’s home}