Have a Little Heart

Have a Little Heart

Valentine’s Day was more fun back in grade school — I liked to prepare Valentines for my classmates (and, of course, I gave the COOLEST one to my best friend), and I like to get them in return. It was mandatory for each student to give one to every classmate — even if you were fighting with whats-her-face and that kid in the back smelled kind of funny, you had to because it was the nice thing to do.

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Coffe, camera, and a notebook.

Stop, Drop, and Be Grateful

I don’t think I’ve ever really made a New Year’s resolution — other than the typical “eat healthier” and “exercise more” standards, with a possible “be you, fiercely” thrown in. What makes this year different, you ask? Well, I’ll answer you: because I made my resolution before the idea of making a resolution even sparked.

Seeking Faith

I am about to embark on a journey of faith; not only of my own, but to seek the nature of faith: what it is, how it behaves, and how it makes people behave. Hopefully I will come out on the other end as myself, if not a better form of myself.

TIME – Part I, A Short Story

It has been a long time… The tall grass, and the whistle of the wind across the dunes. The seagulls swooping at far-off schools, while the sun glistens in blinding flashes off of the swaying ocean tide. The smell of the salty air and the reek of the mucky marsh nearby intermingle in nasal passageways. It…

Husky Puppy

Thank you, Muse!

I am addicted to my WordPress reader. It is true: whenever I open a fresh browser with the best intention of constructing a post, I am sucked into my reader and I disappear. Enough time passes for me to totally forget why I popped onto the inter-web to begin with. It is not a bad…

Cricket on a Sunflower; bug on a flower.

The Small Things…

It has been a busy couple of weeks… I’m taking on projects like a leaky skiff in high seas — but the ride is too much fun to turn back to shore. I keep telling myself that I have to learn how to say ‘NO’ when it comes to payment-free projects, but I can’t help but get swept away by…

View of Lake Champlain at Dusk.

The Here and Now.

As I construct this post, the déjà vu does not surprise me. I’ve been here before, which is either a bad omen or a promising turning point. Despite the possible bad omen, I know this is a turning point: I’ve made momentous changes in my life since my last post, and I am pretty darn…

Poetry, Prose, Collaborative writing by strangers.

Prose By 8 Strangers.

  I don’t remember the last time I went skinny-dipping. I don’t remember the last time I ate a pickle. I definitely remember the last time I was touched. I absolutely remember the last time I died. You were there, holding my hand, promising me anything, everything — a bike ride on your handlebars on that endless August day, your…

Fall Bloom.

Autumn has always been the season that makes me feel most alive. Maybe it is the foliage, the cool winds, or maybe because I am a Halloween-eve child; whatever it is, it makes me introspective and prompts me to live a bit more passionately. Despite my appreciation, I do not recall ever noticing autumn flowers…

Blue and Red Tree.

I’ve come to find that representing nature is challenging — I never seem to get the curves, stems, and connectivity of branches just right. Try and try again, what I produce is just not like the plant right in front of me. I decided that I would just create my own tree. It’s a bit…

Photography for Sale!

Hello — long time no… post! As the result of a series of circumstances, I took a short posting hiatus… I went on a small vacation with family, I fell ill with the most horrible end-of-winter sickness, and — you know — some times you just have to hibernate to rejuvenate. I haven’t been creativity-free,…

It Was a Windy Day Over Lake Champlain…

… That’s how each day usually begins around here. I’ve only been taking photographs sporadically since I have moved up to Vermont. Unfortunately, I haven’t worked with them — let alone look at them — since their capture. It is funny to consider the moments I may have tucked away. The above photograph was taken…