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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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