“My feet are planted in the waist-high reeds
In the shadows in the shape of trees
Through the kingdom’s smoky leaves
You’d be laughing too if you could see
On the outskirts long and lean
Not baring gifts on a jet black steed
Where was I? Oh yeah, Arizona. We left New Mexico through the Lincoln National Forest, so beautiful, seeing Lincoln (of Billy the Kid fame) and Capitan. I had lots of…
I’m combining some days because this little family trip took three days. The point was to hike Enchanted Rock all day one Saturday. This is the Texas Hill country, which…
That’s what everyone does, right? Even if there’s no time to put real thoughts down here, no time to seek out interesting, revealing things to photograph, no time to play…
(365 Days 318 – 321) You know you’ve barely tried when you take a pajamas shot. These are not the greatest, but I’m cutting myself more slack than normal since it’s…
I suppose I will… this spring… because I’m finally making the Bombshell Shorts. I’ve been so looking forward to making this that I’ve had trouble concentrating on the project I…
The Blowing Snow Cardigan is live. I even had the weather in which to wear it Sunday. I literally sat in church, before my group of teenagers got in the…
