Garden Glory

It’s the craziest thing, being tucked in to bed in my tiny home in the middle of a 3 million person city. The silence is making me sad. In contrast to the chorus of tree frogs that sang me to sleep each night and the staccato of bird song to which I woke to each...

Aperture

My friend Amanda taught a photography class Saturday. I was the only one who didn’t have my camera in manual mode by the time class rolled around, but I’m trying. We stood clustered in the shadows of Gilbert’s Liberty Market, listening as Amanda...

Wee Bambinos

So, I’ve been waiting a bit to post some fun photos of Shelley and her three young ones:  Vincenzo, Paola and Olivia. (My God, how gorgeous are those names? Perfectly matched, as you’ll see.) Look at this mama go! Feeding the twins at the same time....

Quailies!

I’m not talking about Quayle jr., who has started his political career in Arizona running on his family name and a penchant for white lies. No, no. I’m talking desert birds. Did you know these sweet creatures squeek? I was house-sitting this weekend for...