i awoke to thunder so rumbling, it rattled the glass of my bedroom window panes. the weather matches my mood; on the inside, a storm rolls along, a battle of…
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this past few months have been a time of honing. maybe honing isn’t the right word… chiseling? hammering? blow-to-the-gut discovery of how much i need to grow? i’m in awe when…
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when first i fell in love with lens and light, i hoarded that love. i held it as my private gift and sanctuary combined, and i had no desire to…