( gold in them hills )

"i know it doesn't seem that way, but maybe it's the perfect day, even though the bills are piling, and maybe lady luck ain't smiling.

but if we'd only open our eyes, we'd see the blessings in disguise, that all the rain clouds are fountains, though our troubles seem like mountains.

there's gold in them hills.  there's gold in them hills.  so don't lose heart.  give the day a chance to start.

every now and then life says, where do you think you're going so fast, we're apt to think it cruel but sometimes, it's a case of cruel to be kind.

and if we'd get up off our knees, why then we'd see the forest for the trees, and we'd see the new sun rising, over the hills on the horizon.

there's gold in them hills. there's gold in them hills.  so don't lose faith.  give the world a chance to say...

a word or two, my friend, there's no telling how the day might end, and we'll never know until we see, that there's gold in them hills.

there's gold in them hills.  so don't lose heart.  give the day a chance to start.

there's gold in them hills.  there's gold in them hills."

Ron Sexmith (my favourite rendition of this song can be listened to & purchased by clicking here)

( wedding: vince & scott )

so if you’re mad, get mad. don’t hold it all inside. come on and talk to me now. hey, what you got to hide? i get angry too.  well i’m a lot like you. when you’re standing at the crossroads. and don’t know which path to choose. let me come along. ‘cause even if you’re wrong. i’ll stand by you. (the pretenders)

( wedding: mark & kim )

one frame.  one magical day.  one beautiful group of people you heart.  xo

( valley of dreams: part two )

tuscany is as you imagined... rolling hills covered in vineyards, olive groves, cypress trees and the most beautiful stone estates.  i was incredibly fortunate to spend two weeks with my family eating incredible homemade local food, prepared by our nonna, my husband and my brother-in-law.  i can still hear the sound of the buzzing heat in the afternoon, the smell from the outdoor woodfired oven, the roasting peppers on the stove, the wine, oh the wine.  tuscany is dry, hot, and at sunset a dream.  the colours of sage, white chalky dust, crumbling deep orange brick... there is magic in the winding dirt roads... wild things in the woods... a place to discover, uncover, explore...