Today I was talking to some friends about joy. Specifically about what gives us joy. Photography and family were the two things that immediately popped into my head. Yes, I LOVE photographing other things… but I feel so much joy photographing my boys’ journeys into grown-up-hood (lets face it… they might protest this whole thing …
I hate to admit it… (because it might be just a little bit cheesy) but I saw myself in these pitiful jute coffee sacks. What is it about life here… that keeps me so totally raw all of the time? As if THAT NEEDLE is passing through me EVERY DAY. Do you know what the …
Today I’m taking a step back. Looking at the last few months in pictures. I am blown away with gratitude. I am so grateful. Grateful for the journey we are on. Grateful that we live here even though IT’S TOUGH sometimes. Grateful for the people in our lives (the ones we see every day and the …
These people. Wow, these people. They blow us away. Every time we visit them we fall more in love with their passion as a community and their desire to do good. When we step out of the car and into this community, the FEEL is so different than any other place we’ve visited in Burundi. …
I LOVE being in the coffee hills. They are THE PEOPLE we moved here for. Being up there with them always reminds me of the reasons we gave up that other life, changed course, and set up camp in Burundi. Wedding photographers talk about “detail shots” a lot. What the flowers, the decor, and the …
Last night I was jet lagged and sad. So sad, in fact, that this is what I wrote: Pieces of me are all over the world. Right now my life feels like a messed up, screwed up, piece of travel warped craziness. 32 hours. 5 Airports. A frozen tundra when we enter, a tropical heatwave …
