Joanna and Her Harp, with attitude
I will always remember my senior portrait. But not in a good way. I walked into Wal-Mart’s portrait studio (yes, I did say Wal-Mart. don’t judge.) to sit on a very uncomfortable wooden box with black velvet covering it (was the velvet supposed to make me feel special? or to make the seat more comfortable?…
If you’ve been following me on Instagram, you know that I spent Christmas week with my entire family – for the fourth time in thirteen months, the British Columbians and the Arizonans and the Tennesseeans and the North Carolinians have congregated in one location. We spent last Thanksgiving at the Grand Canyon, gathered in May…
Sunshine flitted around the park, laughing at the dancing leaves. She darted from shadow to shadow, leaving happiness and cheery brightness in her wake. Oh, and the squirrels. She was mesmerized by the furry-tailed squirrels. Sunshine isn’t just the unexpected airy golden nectar of a British Columbia October, she’s also the energetic, furry taled, perfectly-behaved…
“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. …
She squirmed away from her mom. So quickly, it almost looked easy. Who needed a new jacket, anyway? The old one was perfectly fine. Miki, for one, didn’t mind that her tumble in the mud puddle had “ruined” the turquoise. Mom did. She’s the one who wanted Miki to change outfits. Miki wasn’t super excited…