Set in the remote Methow Valley, Studhorse responds to the clients’ desire to experience and engage the surrounding environment throughout all four seasons. Referencing the tradition of circling wagons, the buildings—four small, unattached structures—are scattered around a central courtyard and pool. The 20-acre site is nestled in the northern portion of the 60 mile long glacial valley and the buildings are arranged to frame carefully composed views of the surrounding Studhorse Ridge and Pearrygin Lake.
A Gift by Jillian Via Flickr: I gave myself the gift of a couple of hours on the Methow today. I also forgot my net and every fish was a long, slow, wonder of tension and patience until I could bring them straight to hand and pull my fly from their mouths.
This river is so beloved to me. My time on it is sacred.
Photo taken on December 24th, 2011 in Mazama, Washington. This is a gate near C’s parents’ cabin. I loved the contrast of the red rust against the green paint. And how this painted gate stands out in the snow white scenery. I also really like gates and fences. I guess I like how they provide a frame, a sense of distance or borders to a scene …
Photo taken on December 21st, 2011 in Mazama, Washington. Last Wednesday, I was staying with C’s family in Mazama. Over the past several years, I’ve grown to love this little part of Washington (“the Methow Valley”). C grew up cross country skiing there in the winter and hiking, biking and playing there in the summer. These are all things that I get to do now. And I get to do it in this incredibly beautiful and relatively wild setting. I have always been very drawn to places; to setting; to scenery … And the Methow is one of those places I can’t help but marvel at …
There are so many photo ops in the Methow. I took a lot of photos during my stay but there were a lot of photos I didn’t get to take. Some days, like last Wednesday, I went out with the intention of taking photos. Other days, I just let the day unfold and took a photo here or there. Now, I’m back home and reflecting on a really wonderful holiday spent with my new family (by marriage) in this very magical place. I miss it, already.
(Note: Mom and Dad, while I had a very happy Christmas with C’s family, I missed you both so much and I am really looking forward to sharing our family Christmas with C next year!).
Translation of “Nguoi Ay” (That Guy/That Person), EXO will sing it in 150328 Music Bank in Hanoi. You can listen to it from EXO’s rehearsal for Music Bank here.
Last night I saw that person Going out with another girl. I was taken aback because that wasn’t you I don’t know how you’ve been.
How long has it been since we last met How long has it been since we last talked I can’t believe in what I saw And still don’t know what I should do.
I have never stopped wondering Why you left me that day? To continue the path of love with him? I have never stopped thinking Did I make a mistake? Or was there something else I didn’t know?
Does that guy treat you well and truly love you Like the way I used to? Does he even know that you love being protected? I miss you so much, I miss you very much. How to stop thinking about you every single night?
Does that guy raise his voice when he’s mad or make you sad? Does he really cherish you and love you till the end? I miss you so much, I miss you very much. How to end this endless pain in my heart?
okay but it’s inevitable that Miyuki is gonna graduate before Eijun, so imagine that on the last day Miyuki’s gonna be in the dorms, he spends it together with Eijun, and Eijun tells Miyuki “say you’ll remember me”
and Miyuki just fucki ngg//// grabs hold of Eijun because how could he forget the obnoxious pitcher who formed a thrilling battery with him since the day they met
how could he forget how exhilarated he himself felt when Eijun had grown, when he pitched against Inashiro, when he threw a shut out
how could he forget the image that was burned into his memory of standing on the field with Eijun at sunset when they finally won the tournament, and the red glow illuminated the light in Eijun’s eyes
how could Miyuki forget the pitcher he’d been with for the past two years, the one he’d given his heart to