My Mom is My…
Although I would love to be your personal vacation photographer (seriously, though – I’ll do it!), you can take your own fabulous photos with these honeymoon selfie tips. All it takes is a few extra minutes, a little forethought, and an inexpensive tripod. Starting long before our wedding, John & I have been working on…
On the side of the road just south of Whistler, BC there’s a tiny little brown side that points to the entrance for Brandywine Falls Provincial Park. Nondescript, apparently inconsequential, it was a impulsive detour. Inconsequential, nothing. A brief hike along a merry little stream confirmed our theory that it was going to be a…
My newly-defined role as a destination photographer has been a long time coming. First there was that time in Germany when (as a fifteen year old) I walked around with not one…not two…but THREE film cameras. I stood on a street corner in Heidelberg and knew I had been bit by the travel bug –…
Let’s just mark this as my first adventure in non-communicating. In a world where English just isn’t very common, life in this foreign country becomes a game of pantomiming, synonyms, and the Google Translate App on my phone. “Gym?” “gym?” “workout room?” “running room?” “exercise?” “gymnasium?” After much head-shaking and putting three heads together,…
Guys! I GOT TO GO TO NORTH CAROLINA! As I started the cross-continent journey to North Carolina late last month, I did the math: it had been almost TWO YEARS since my last trip to my hometown. While this may not be abnormal for most immigrants, I have been incredibly grateful to be able to…
Aren’t we four and ten still? Writing secret messages back and forth when we were supposed to be asleep? (Sorry, Mom & Dad.) Aren’t we six and twelve still? Bickering over who had to make the bed and what the standard of “clean” would pass for a clean room? Aren’t we just eight and fourteen, facing the enormity of a…