![The Smoll Family [Spokane, WA]](https://jennimarie.com/wp-content/uploads/i-vvrdLcB-L-768x512.jpg)
Eight years ago, life looked a little different. They were facing the daily excitement of life in a big city in Africa (traffic? check. smog? check.), they were hosting 30+ teenagers from around the world every weekend for Youth Group, they were bouncing around the Rift Valley in a Land Rover and facing the goat-induced…
So far, my favorite part of living in the Pacific Northwest is the 300 degree view of snow-capped mountains (the other sixty degrees is filled with beach and ocean…not half bad, yes?). I drive up the road and see mountains. I come out of the grocery store and see mountains. I hang out at the…
“Oh, I know we might not get any shots of all the kids smiling at the camera,” she said while she sewed buttons on a coat, wiped breakfast’s oatmeal off a face, vetoed one outfit, approved a different shirt, refereed an almost-argument, whipped a brush through some curls, and shooed the cat off the table. …
The snow was a day or two old. A few people had walked across the lawn in the days since it was fresh. The sun had threatened to melt it, but only created a sparkling crust as the cold set in deeper. He took a step. She took a step. He took a step. She…
Down a flight of black paneled stairs, through a lobby still decorated for Christmas, around a corner, past the fellowship hall, down a utilitarian white block hallway, and into a cozy parlor complete with fireplace and artwork. She was mere steps from the room where her groom waited to meet her in the church, and…
I froze my fingers off in gloves NOT designed for below-freezing weather. I took a snapshot for a cute family with British accents with a son named Andrew. John walked on ice and then jumped on ice. We drove above the clouds and watched snow capped peaks jut above the fog below. We jogged along…
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