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 share that love. i reasoned that i am…
at times it does seem a bit much – the covert ops that happen the week or two before Christmas. juggling siblings and secrets and sometimes-late-night supply runs. but in the end, the gifts our children give each other…
i think we made these the first year we were married… gave them out as gifts a couple years later at our “birthday party for Jesus” open house. they carry the aroma of everything “home” at the holidays. plus…