Tonight we are back. Back from a day in the coffee hills. We were attempting to work on farmer stories. Trying to capture moments that will help the world see what life is like for the coffee farmers here. It didn’t really pan out. At all. It was one of those days that starts me …
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Choosing Them
So, I choose them. I’m recognizing, right this moment, that their legs are getting longer and their tummies don’t stick out like they used to. Yes, I have other dreams, but THEY were my first dream, and even if they weren’t… they are my best one. They win. When pitted or pushed against any other …
To my little champion of French,
You just spent a year in a French speaking school… and your home language is English. Do you understand how amazing that is? I swore that I would never be THAT MOM that uses her kid as a walking Google Translate, but I am. Because, well… you know more French than me now and …
My top 5 summer reads
Books are important to our family. So important that the small amount of air freight we brought to Burundi contained mostly books. Now that we live in Burundi, books feel like an absolute luxury. We have guesstimated that the nearest bookstore is probably at least a 5 hour drive and one border post away, in …
Hanging my art
Here’s the deal. I have about a million and one hard drives that house a bah-zillion moments that I have had the privilege of photographing. It was starting to feel as if I had a house jam packed with photographs that were flowing out of packed closets Cartoon Network style. When really, they were just overflowing …