Wednesday, May 21, 2014

I Promise I Won't Keep Doing This


{a house on my block with a green door and a wild yard // i think it's lovely}

 Surprise! I love Instagram.

I'm such a weirdo. It's safe to say I have a real, visceral fear of most technologies. But trust me, it's warranted. Even Cory has come to see that I am, indeed, cursed. I have the power to make computers lose their dang minds.

(In the scheme of things, I feel like I got totally gypped in the superpower department.)

{silas and i walked to the post office // the power and proximity of this train almost stopped my heart for a beat}

But maybe sometimes my fear and, I daresay, my pride??? gets in the way of good things.

These are all Instagram pictures I took over the past 4 days. But hear me out, because I have a point to make.

Points, rather:

1) Having a camera on my phone is revolutionary.
2) Because, I'll be honest, I'd grown weary of lugging the big camera around.
3) Which meant I wasn't capturing much.
4) Which translated into writer's block.
5) Because I see my life and the world around me through my camera frame.
6) It's weird.
7) I'm not a real photographer or even a pretend one.
8) I think it has something to do with being intentional about saying, "You are worthy of my time".
9) And when I say "you", I usually mean "tree" or "flower" or "fence".
10) I'm low-stress about the photos I post. No fancy editing and I often don't even slap a filter over them. There's a lot of pressure to be fantastico on IG, but I'm not playing that game. I'm playing the same way I always do, letting pretty things and silly moments speak for themselves, with minimal tweaking.

{random tree at a random school on sunday}

Counterpoints:

1) I can see how it could become a problem to always have the phone too close at hand.
2) I don't want to be that Lady.

{park across the street // homegirl flies // #filter}

Solutions:

1) Sometimes I purposely don't charge my phone at night. This means it's almost dead in the morning, so I have to charge it then. And my charger is upstairs by my bed. Buried in a stack of books. It's a mind trick, but it works. It's easy to ignore it for hours.
2) I still find my life infinitely more interesting than my phone. Case in point: I came home from la clase del espanol last night at 8 and left my phone in my bag for the next 4 hours because I wanted to kiss my kids and lounge around with Cory and watch 2 hours of TV and eat salsa in my pajamas. None of that was photo-worthy, but even if it was? There was no way I was walking across the room to dig out my phone. Hard telling what I would have missed.

{it's all a matter of perspective // contrast is a beautiful thing}

Postscripts:

1) I was afraid IG would make me want to quit blogging.
2) Dumb.
3) If anything, it makes me want to blog more.
4) Right???!!!!

{raspberries are 99 cents at Kroger // the end}

Find me, homies. I'm flowerpatchfarmgirl.
I tried to be Shannan Martin, but the name was already taken, which was the sign I've been waiting for: Shannan Martin no longer exists. My entire identity is now Flower Patch Farmgirl even though I don't live on a farm and my "flower patch" consists of a few of perennials ordered by a dude who didn't even know me and Ruby's red geranium she won in a raffle.

Ain't life grand??

Last thing: I now have a VOTE button for my sidebar. ------> See it over there? All you have to do is click and it'll take you to my page.

Actually, one more thing:
"Our purpose is to please God, not people. He alone examines the motives of the heart." - 1 Thess 2:4

It has nothing to do with the rest of this post, but I stumbled on this verse two nights ago when I needed desperately to hear the truth and now I can't shake it, it the best possible way.

Rock this Wednesday!