Annual Family Self Portraits






Are your photos from the 90s sitting in an overflowing box somewhere on the top shelf of a dark closet, disorganized and forgotten? I’ll bet they are. And I’ll also bet this is a project that terrifies you to begin. You’re one part emotionally overwhelmed by the idea of looking through all those memories and…
Her front wheel wobbled the teeniest bit as she made the sharp turn off the dusty asphalt and onto the dirt path. The drop off was always the same – and it always caught her off guard. Her long white ao dai danced behind her as she hopped off the bike and scampered into her…
I am the new girl. It’s a reality that has defined the past 18 months of breathing, and it’s a reality that hasn’t always been fun. (Okay, let’s face it: I hate that reality. It’s more like the antithesis of fun.) Being the new girl, though, has taught me a lot about how to show…
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about happiness. And happy memories. And happy pictures. And – especially – happy places. You see, I have a lot of happy places. There’s the room in the mountains of Southern Virginia where I lived in for four months while recovering from pneumonia. There’s the rock on the shores…
I was groggy from my “little” afternoon nap intended t o combat jetlag without succombing to it. The 45 minutes had turned into four hours. And, really, sleep is important, so why not take an extra long nap? Groggy was gone, though, as I watched four white gloved, reflective-yellow vested begin an unknown pattern around…
We went to learn about frogs. All about frogs. We learned that frogs suck their eyeballs into their heads to help the digestion process (say what?!). We learned how FAR a frog’s tongue can shoot out of its mouth to capture its prey. We learned how to tell the difference between a frog and a…