Thursday, December 13, 2012

Griffith, Getty Me Some MILK.




















Today I went on a trip to explore LA with some friends. We went to the famous Paul Getty Museum! It was beautiful. The gardens were superb and we had fun talking about art, jewelry and guys with sagging pants to the attendants.  

Next we drove to MILK, a delicious eatery centered around dairy! We enjoyed blueberry crumble pie, coffee toffee, and candy cane macaron ice cream sandwiches. If you are in LA near Hollywood, you must stop by.  

Last we found our way to the Griffith Observatory. This was probably my favorite part of the day.  From balancing on the walls, learning about outer space and admiring the lights of LA, I can only say it was a great experience. I can't wait to go back to the beautiful Griffith Observatory.  

:) Enjoy.

With Love, 
Angela Mae

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Oak Glen in Autumn












Yesterday my friends and I drove up to Oak Glen for a day of cinnamon rolls, apple cider and fake apple picking.  I practiced with a filter for the first time; the filter being my sunglasses, I know extremely professional. :) I was completely entertained by my filter and now I think I'll be using them more often! Happy Sunday all. 

With love, Angela Mae


Saturday, October 27, 2012

How He Loves


And He is jealous from me, loves like a hurricane, I am a treeBending beneath the weight of His wind and mercyWhen all of a sudden I am unaware of these afflictionsEclipsed by glory and I realize just how beautiful You areAnd how great Your affections are for me

And oh, how He loves us, ohOh, how He loves us, how He loves us all

And He is jealous from me, loves like a hurricane, I am a treeBending beneath the weight of His wind and mercyWhen all of a sudden I am unaware of these afflictionsEclipsed by glory and I realize just how beautiful You areAnd how great Your affections are for me

Oh, how He loves, yeah, He loves usOh, how He loves us, oh, how He loves usOh, how He loves

And we are His portion and He is our prizeDrawn to redemption by the grace in His eyesIf His grace is an ocean, we're all sinking

And heaven meets earth like an unforeseen kissAnd my heart turns violently inside of my chestI don't have time to maintain these regretsWhen I think about the way

Oh, how He loves us, ohOh, how He loves us, how He loves allHow He loves

I love this song. I love this cover.Happy Sabbath.
With love, Angela Mae

I Miss You


I just bought my tickets to Chicago and Nebraska to spend time with this pretty lady.  Friends since Kindergarten, the two of us are quite the pair.  From playing dress up with her grandmother's vintage clothes to learning to skateboard down the Encinitas streets; we've had amazing experiences together and found a way to maintain this beautiful friendship throughout all these years.

I'm writing this because I miss her.  I miss trying to pull all nighters and instead, falling asleep to her chatting away. I miss her asking me if I want ice cream for breakfast. I miss watching movies, biking around town, making fruit salad, and just laughing at life. Now that I hold my plane ticket, I am so excited just at the thought of what adventure lies ahead.  

L, I love you and I can't wait to see you! 

With love, Angela Mae.

P.S. I also wanted to blog this picture because I am in love with the work of the photographer who snapped this.  Her photographs have been an inspiration when I first set out on this photographer journey. 

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Words







These are some pictures from a word series I started.  Trying to brighten days, be some sort of inspiration. Here's to start a new week full of hope and excitement. 

With love, Angela Mae

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Last Day of Summer











Glen Oaks. 
Apples.
Dresses.
Summer. 

With love, Angela Mae

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Flower Shop


I dreamt that we met at a flower shop. I held up daisies, you were standing by the buttercups. The brightest smile on you did I ever see. The brightest smile on you did I ever see. 

I dreamt that we went walking in the morning light. I carried coffee, you sipped down tea. The sweetest laugh from you did I ever hear. The sweetest laugh from you did I ever hear. 

To someday. 
With love, Angela Mae