celebrating with a walk in the woods

Hiking up Butter Hill
to Storm King Mountain.

My husband and I had an amazing day on Saturday. It wasn't super sunny, but that was okay. We headed to the Hudson Valley in our new car and took a hike (aka, a walk in the 'woods' for our 'wooden' anniversary, which is the theme for five years) about forty-five minutes south of where we got married. Although we were on the opposite side of the Hudson River from our venue, but we could still feel the love. We did a two and a half mile loop and stopped at two nearby produce stands - a farmers market and a farm store. We discovered some amazing New York cheese and picked up some local produce...and let's not forget about the cookies. The farm store had a bakery and the cookies were something else (read: delicious, chewy, and soft - the best kind). I have been trying to eat decent because of all the events and bikini time on the horizon, but I am not sad I ate a cookie (or three) from this bakery. It was a productive day full of a few mini adventures. It was also the first time he has been home for it since our wedding and the only day in the last five years it hasn't rained. It was truly delightful. 

lines and lines and kites and lines

I really like lines...still. I like order and I think everything has a place. (Nothing has changed in that department.) I can't remember how or when I came across this artist, but I really love his work. It is chaos, but ordered chaos - linear chaos. His name is Jacob Hashimoto, and he was born in Colorado and now lives in New York. I have yet to see his work in person, but it is on my radar. Jacob creates three-dimensional structures out of thousands of little kites using rice paper and fishing line. I love the way the photos make me feel. His work is so detailed, but so light and airy and fun. I wonder if I will feel the same way when I see it in person?! Hey Jacob - show something in New York soon! Click here to visit his website and to view his other work.   

nature knows everything that it must know

This was too cool not to share. This was from my Taconic Sculpture Park adventure. None of them were named, so I took it upon myself to call this “Listen to the Land”. Imagine having this in your yard? What do you think he hears?

Click here to see what song I hear in my head after naming this.

like living in a salvador dali painting

That is my photo. I was there.
It's a REAL place.

I had a really fun weekend last weekend. It was one of those three day weekends that felt more like a two week vacation. I love when that happens. (I take pride in my work and work hard while I am at the office; I just really value and appreciate my play time too.) I had to drive up to western Massachusetts for a reason I will discuss in my next post, but instead of taking Interstate 95 to Interstate 91, I decided to take the Taconic Parkway to Interstate 90. At the top of the parkway there is a huge statue of a head atop a large hill to the east. I have driven by the big head many times and felt the need to see it up close. I searched for the sculpture park online and called to make sure it was open. It was a few miles off the parkway, but it was well worth it. 

At the end of a very long dirt road, lies Taconic Sculpture Park. There are sculptures there ranging from suns and large heads, to ribbon-like structures and patterned masses. It is very impressive. I was floored when I pulled up. The artist, Roy Kanwit, lives on the property in a dwelling that looks more like a sculpture than a house. It is amazing and surreal. You can actually get inside the largest head on the property and climb a ladder up to a hole. If you are brave enough to stick your head up, you will be met with a breathtaking view, as you look out over the western mountains of New York and the Hudson Valley. If you are in the area, make a detour and stop by. Click here to visit the website.