cookin' out.

Another evening spent with some of my favorite people meant another evening to be overwhelmingly thankful for how much the Lord has blessed me with.  Doing life with these folks is the best. The absolute best.

take two.

It had been a year and a half since we hiked up to Rainbow Falls, and we were pumped to travel back to Jones Gap for another adventure in the great outdoors together. We were fortunate enough to have two friends join us in our trek, which only added to our fun + enjoyment. Getting to the top was a workout, just as we remembered it to be (not to mention how my body decided it wasn't satisfied with its breakfast, and my head started spinning), but the beauty waiting for us at the end was worth every light-headed moment. It was, also, nice to have someone with legs more my size to walk with, so that neither of us had to feel pressured to keep up with our long-legged fellas. Hopefully this won't be the last time the Davidsons wander through the woods with us, because we loved every minute of it. The sovereignty of our God never ceases to amaze me, y'all; especially when He blesses our journeys + the conversations we have along the way.

"The lake and the mountains have become my landscape, my real world."

-Georges Simenon

a favorite tradition.

Nothing beats a traditional game of horse after a family gathering. Nope, nothing.

Whenever all the siblings are together, you can bet that there will be proper documentation. I don't know what they'd do without me (or without Teesh, who always gets the honor of snapping the picture). These group shots are the ones I'll treasure forever.

What's a celebration without a closeup of the birthday boy and me? I love my Wilber!

twelve.

Scenes from this past Sunday, the one where the whole Phillips clan got together to celebrate Wilber turning twelve! I've said it before, and I'll say it again, nothing pumps me up + makes me overwhelmed with thankfulness quite like time spent with family.

cover what?

Remember that time I climbed into Teesh's coveralls with him just to see if we could both squeeze in? Two words to describe our attempt? Mission accomplished. Actually, there is a third word that describes it, as well: hilarious. Those crazy Bargerons, always making crazy memories never to be forgotten, especially on those rare days when snow inspires us to do something extra crazy.

round two.

What is it about snow that turns you into a kid again? My heart is still full from all the fun we had sledding + throwing snow balls + building snow men + enjoying every bit of the wintry wonderland that became our beloved city only several days ago.

"The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?"

-J.B. Priestley

round one.

The first day of the snowpocalypse of twenty-fourteen consisted of some hardcore, no-messing-around, all-or-nothing backyard football complete with our you-better-watch-out game faces. If tackling opponents into the fluffy snow was an Olympic sport, our team would take home the gold, no doubt.