I feel exposed after yesterday’s post. I am writing my story here for me, learning not to hide it, to stop hiding from it. Your comments help me immensely, but when they don’t come, sometimes I second-guess my whole life. But what does one say to someone like me? Do you know that I don’t [...]

The breaking happened on a Thursday in mid-October, 2002. I don’t remember dates, so the fact that I know this stuns me. A week before, I had spent hours on my knees, praying over a meeting between my first love and my best friend. He’d stopped talking to her when he’d stopped talking to me. [...]

This is my friend Leeann, and the lucky guy who won her heart. We’re just back from one of my favorite weddings ever, with the happiest bride and the most in-love groom – I can hardly wait to begin digging through my 4,000 (plus) images to put together a perfect package for this perfect couple! [...]

I don’t have time to write the post I’d like to write today, flying back from California, but I wanted you to know I am thinking of you. I do that a lot, you know. I can guarantee you that I have described you and what I know of you and why I love each [...]

We fly out to San Diego today – I’ve spent a week in California, back when Pete took the Bar the second time, and I cannot WAIT to get back there. Something about the light… Oh, and speaking of light, don’t miss the Photoplay gallery at The High Calling today! We played with flare this [...]

Sometimes, the sensible things don’t make sense. And sometimes heart things don’t make sense. And when the two meet, with neither making sense, sometimes all you can do is pray about the figuring out of the things you can’t bury, and trust the love that surrounds and enfolds you, broken. So much time has passed, [...]

Meet Danielle, Pete’s coworker and our next-door neighbor. Danielle’s experience with photography has not really endeared her to the sport, but out of necessity, she asked me if I would take some quick headshots for her on Saturday. I had dashed off a quick session with her early last summer (fifteen minutes with bad lighting, [...]