<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540214566142096237</id><updated>2011-08-01T18:48:23.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>come on hippie love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrichter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/540214566142096237/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrichter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104145827412145869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OxEb5_4CKg/SIHdUeGB7JI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FFPStwV7PHw/S220/natalie+revised.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540214566142096237.post-3677694040899518738</id><published>2010-02-12T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T19:32:38.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm ready for summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I'm still holding onto winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The flakes are covering the woods behind my apartment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OxEb5_4CKg/S3YbcIHf0-I/AAAAAAAAADM/hnOU_oysiYU/s1600-h/DSC_0101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OxEb5_4CKg/S3YbcIHf0-I/AAAAAAAAADM/hnOU_oysiYU/s400/DSC_0101.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But this is only the beginning, there are inches covering it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yet I still desire the beach,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and the mountains at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I guess I am at an advantage in life though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Because I live close enough to the beach,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;while still a few hours from the mountains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How can you not want to be here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OxEb5_4CKg/S3YcY0hpDuI/AAAAAAAAADU/H90ERcZODJc/s1600-h/DSC_0092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9OxEb5_4CKg/S3YcY0hpDuI/AAAAAAAAADU/H90ERcZODJc/s400/DSC_0092.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is just something about communing with nature.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever I am outside hiking in the woods or taking pictures at the beach,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel so much closer to God. I feel so much more in tune with the realization that there is so much more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to this world we live in than I will ever understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing makes sense, but this does.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snow falling. Waves crashing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/540214566142096237-3677694040899518738?l=nrichter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrichter.blogspot.com/feeds/3677694040899518738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=540214566142096237&amp;postID=3677694040899518738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/540214566142096237/posts/default/3677694040899518738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/540214566142096237/posts/default/3677694040899518738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrichter.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-ready-for-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104145827412145869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OxEb5_4CKg/SIHdUeGB7JI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FFPStwV7PHw/S220/natalie+revised.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9OxEb5_4CKg/S3YbcIHf0-I/AAAAAAAAADM/hnOU_oysiYU/s72-c/DSC_0101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540214566142096237.post-7311104313210299264</id><published>2009-10-01T07:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T07:47:23.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i was looking at the goals i set on a blog recently and wanted to update &lt;div&gt;i have successfully painted my bedroom and re-decorated it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it went from a very overwhelming aqua color from middle school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to a pale yellow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i took out one of the two twin beds &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and re-arranged the furniture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am still in the process of hanging up art and decorations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i am hoping to complete that today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as for the other goals: i am running a race in a city nearby for breast cancer in october&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i haven't started knitting yet, which is unfortunate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have baked pumpkin bread and pumpkin scones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the bread was fabulous. the scones however, were a flop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need a better recipe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i don't have pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seeing as my nikon lens broke and i don't have money to replace it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is probably the saddest thing that has happened in a while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and as for volunteering at an orphanage, that has yet to happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, i am most likely going to nicaragua in the spring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i hope to be working with orphans and children in general there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lately i am enjoying things such as:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- our new public library. the old one we had since before I was born and it was never re-decorated or re-vamped which made it smell old and the same librarian is still ringing up the books. while there is something quaint about this, it's not that picturesque&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but we have a brand new library, and its lovely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- working out at my new place of business. i work at the ymca as the parents morning out director and while it can be tiring working with kids, i am enjoying it. but getting to workout there for free is awesome. getting hit on by 60 yr old men named Al however, is not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- the fall weather. i know that I have already stated this several times lately but fall is my favorite season of all seasons. mostly because i like the changing of leaves and the crisp cool air. but i love all that comes with fall such as: beanies, scarves, sweaters, pumpkin pie, actually everything pumpkin like candles and goodies. lately i have been driving with my windows down and i could easily fall in love during fall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while i was a little upset about moving home after having lived by myself for four years and graduated college, it actually has been good for me. enjoy family while you can because growing up has a lot more responsibility than i think we all realize at certain times of our lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, i'm going to ministry school now. it's just what i need and God's love is so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off to drink some french press coffee and read outside in the cool fall morning weather. mmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/540214566142096237-7311104313210299264?l=nrichter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrichter.blogspot.com/feeds/7311104313210299264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=540214566142096237&amp;postID=7311104313210299264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/540214566142096237/posts/default/7311104313210299264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/540214566142096237/posts/default/7311104313210299264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrichter.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-i-was-looking-at-goals-i-set-on-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104145827412145869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9OxEb5_4CKg/SIHdUeGB7JI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FFPStwV7PHw/S220/natalie+revised.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-540214566142096237.post-3089264468581232442</id><published>2009-09-23T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:30:52.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts.</title><content type='html'>dreams within&lt;div&gt;abound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to where&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;distant seas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fire melts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eyes burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;become glazed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pottery breaks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shatters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pieces that disappear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;untraceable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you fumble around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the night creates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your movement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unabashed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing stops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fear within&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the egg cracks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from brokenness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;set free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/540214566142096237-3089264468581232442?l=nrichter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrichter.blogspot.com/feeds/3089264468581232442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=540214566142096237&amp;postID=3089264468581232442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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