California Dreaming

Friends, we moved!

There's been a few months of radio silence here in this little space.  

When I'm in the midst of change, I tend to go quiet. I retract a bit. I hold thoughts closely and whisper where I used to proclaim.

And so, when Aus and I committed to a move that would mean saying goodbye to nine years on the North Shore, I decided to put the blog on the chopping block. Everything about our lives was up in the air there for awhile and I wanted to corral these pixelated words and images and pin them back down to earth.

Well, now that the dust has settled, the blog is making a comeback.

I'm writing from a coffeeshop in Southern California. SoCal! Home of tricked out SUVs, everlasting summers, really bad traffic, and our new nest for the next few years, including that one year when I turn thirty. (!!!)

In July, we packed everything we owned and started a 3,000 mile journey across the continent. Our route took us through the middle of America then dipped through Utah, where we explored canyons and floated down the Colorado River. 

When we rolled into town a month later, our car was the most familiar part of the landscape. It weathered hail storms, ran on fumes in the desert, and doubled as a home office when the phone rang for a job interview. 

Once it was unpacked, I allowed myself the first deep breath in weeks. We'd finally made it. 

I think of this blog as a little like our car. It houses a few humble musings and some lessons learned along the way. It's a historical document and a personal journey, and it allows me the space to keep record of the goodness and beauty in life. Regardless of what else may change in the days to come, that's the kind of record I want to remember.

So, here we go y'all.

You ready for a West Coast ride?

Love and Sunshine, 

Lacy Blaine

Found in Utah: other people with our initials, also in love.

Found in Utah: other people with our initials, also in love.

A Sunday Sunset

On Sunday, Aus and I got a lost in the boredom of After-Lunch-But-Before-Dinner-Land. 

A friend texted us about going for a walk, and I needed a little convincing because complazency (lazy+complacency) had wrapped me up like a fuzzy blanket. But, walk we did. 

Down the whole stretch of beach, sometimes together, sometimes apart, snapping pictures and laughing at ourselves. Forgetting the couch or the need for dinner plans. 

I'm telling you about an average moment on an average day in a seemingly average life because sometimes it's easier to focus on the minutiae when you feel the rumble of tectonic plates shifting under your feet, threatening your ideas about the future.  

I haven't written much here lately, have I?

This just isn't the sort of space where I hold back from opening up about the bigger questions and possibilities keeping my attention. But in this season, I can't show my hand on a blog, or very many other places. At least not yet. 

So instead, here a few pictures of the sunset, of a walk on the beach, and the extravagant possibility of an insignificant Sunday afternoon: 


Pictures say so much without saying a thing. Kinda like music. 

Speaking of music, I want to share a song with you called "In the Meantime" by Jess Ray that I've put on repeat this week. The lyrics remind me not only of the whispering comfort of God, but the reassuring words of a mother or father who must carry their child through a patch of unknowing.

In most seasons of life, there are more questions than answers.

Maybe some day those mysteries will be revealed.

In the meantime, I have found God more than able to satisfy. 

If you'd enjoy some more tunes by Jess Ray, here's a link to her entire album, FREE on Noisetrade right now, for just one more day:


Lacy Blaine