Guys! Canadaland is SO MUCH BIGGER than this little tiny thumbprint section I claim as my own. Yeah, yeah, yeah. No duh. But for all my criss-cross-apple-sauce of the continent, I’ve only ever been in one Canadian airport: Vancouver. I’ve driven into Alberta, yes, and poked my head into Ontario 15 years ago, but all…
“There are no strangers here; only friends you haven’t met yet.” William Butler Yeats We rode the incline railroad together, but barely noticed each other in the excitement of riding a train backwards straight up the mountain. We wandered around Lookout Mountain together, but had no reason to interact as we peered over the Chattanooga…
I didn’t think I would ever arrive. I decided a couple quick flights would be the easiest way to get from Greensboro to Chattanooga. Theoretically, I was right. A twenty-two minute flight GSO to CLT, a ninety minute flight CLT to CHA, done. In the past four years of nonstop flying, I’ve never experienced exhorbitant…
Johnnie and I are practically best friends now. He may not realize it yet, of course, but it’s true! I celebrated with his parents at our Kernersville maternity session, we giggled together during his newborn session, and now he’s over a year old and now we’re celebrating the start of another summer with Kernersville family photos. Randall…
When Matt & Kristen and I were trying to coordinate a date for engagement shoot, my (very brief) weekend in North Carolina was already plumb full except for one dreaded sunrise slot on a Monday morning. I’m not sure which is more amazing: my willingness to get up at 6am while jetlagged (that’s 3am PST,…
My kitchen plumbing died tonight. Hyperbolic, maybe. Traumatic, definitely. Instead of triumphantly washing those pots (you know the ones — the ones that “just need to soak a bit” . . . . and have been “just soaking a bit” for a month of Sundays) before collapsing in a heap of Mondaynightness, I ended up on…
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