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Although this has been the summer of convalescence (see my open thank you letter to the doctors, nurses, family, and friends during my appendicitis and hospitalizations), it will be evermore defined in my memory as the summer I was blessed abundantly. Words will never do justice to the beautiful care and love I have received…
Learning & Lindsey
Now that summer is over (and with it the completion of another jet-setting wedding season that comes with my new title as “destination wedding photographer”), it’s time to reflect on what the summer has held and what that can mean for the autumn as it begins. In between all the other excitement and unprecedented adventures,…
I went to Alberta
We meandered through the Fraser Valley as the sun set behind us. We drove through the Coquihalla Pass and stopped at the summit among the snow. We climbed into the Canadian Rockies, leaving me breathless. We circled Calgary. We watch the plains of Alberta whiz by …very, very, very slowly. We made it to Edmonton…
the kitten rescue
The #kittierescue (you can follow the journey via hashtag on Instagram) effort began with a hissing alpha-kitten, a quivering runt-of-the-litter, and a missing mommy-cat. Armed with leather gloves, a bulky-sleeved sweat shirt, and a towel-lined box, I pulled the litter out of their cubby in the chicken coop and started bottle-feeding. After a few challenging…
Lost Lake (Unfrozen)
I didn’t even recognize it. Not until later, anyway. A couple years ago, on one of my first trips to Canadaland, John and I took a daytrip to Whistler in the middle of the winter (cold, cold winter) and snowshoed on these very same trails. With feet upon feet upon feet of snow, the going…
Canada Day
I filled my Civic to overflowing, squeezed my family, and started off on The Great Adventure of a roadtrip honeymoon. I was relying on technology to keep my friendships alive across the continent. I was massively homesick. I was culturally mugged. I was ridiculously lonely. Two years have passed now. I begin my third year…