Reflections in Nature
In the winter of the soul, head bowed with grief, arms raised in surrender. The texture uncovered in the cold and barren season. Beauty found in the fragility. Strength found in the roots. Hope found
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52 Frames, Week 2: Hello From…
This week the 52 Frames Admin team wanted us to take a picture that shared where we were from. It just so happened that my photography buddy and good friend Jess (Jeeptographer) were up at
New Year with 52 Frames: Week 1 Self Portrait
After successfully completing a full year with 52 Frames in 2020, I had to let it go in 2021. I kept holding on trying to complete my second consecutive year, even though it had become
Rocks Will Cry Out
One of my greatest joys is bieng able to capture moments, sacred, holy moments. Whether they are in nature, church or just daily life around me. This moment at church a couple weeks ago was
State Park Project – Cloudland State Park, GA
The view from the West Rim Loop Trail in Cloudland Canyon State Park. Back in 2019, I was feeling really frustrated with my photography. In a conversation and my dear friend Jess (Jeeptographer), she
The World is My Oyster
I have had a love for the world and all its interesting countries and cultures from a very young age. It probably had something to do with the fact that I grew up in
Chimney Rock State Park, NC
This summer has been a different one for our family. My daughter took a job on her college campus for the summer, which meant that she didn’t come back home. With the rest of us
Comfort in the Hard
At the beginning of each year I always ask the Lord for a word or scripture for the year. This year’s word was comfort. I’m not gonna lie, that word scared me. We had already
Sister’s Weekend
When our two families met all those years ago, I had no idea I would gain a BFF and four more sisters, but I’m so glad I did. Over the years we have spread out
Meaningful Photography
Over the years my photography, and vision for it have changed and morphed many times. However, one thing that has remained consistent is that photography is often a sacred space for me to recharge