the many faces of baby mae

You know how it’s super boring to see photos of babies gently sleeping? Wrapped so neatly in cheesecloth? Nestled sweetly in a basket? I agree!

That’s why when I went to visit baby Mae earlier this week, I tickled her feet and picked at her ears until she was wide awake and ready to make some faces at my glass. Don’t misquote me … I said glass.  Continue reading

taken

It is rare that I find myself at a loss for words, but today? I’m at a loss. Except for one.

I admit I took a moment to look up the definition of the word taken because today, this is the only word that feels relevant and it feels absolutely negative. But I knew that wasn’t right. You can take your child’s hand or a compliment, and as I recalled from many of my own experiences, you can take a photo. All good things. I looked it up because all taken stirs up for me today is  a negative connotation. This weekend, in Kalamazoo, something very sacred was taken.

Human lives. Continue reading

wordless wednesday – a thank you

On this fine Wednesday, we pay tribute to our veterans. Just two days ago, I was honored to have been asked to take some photos during a service in remembrance of my Uncle Jim, a veteran of the United States Army. He served our country from 1964-1967, stationed both in Germany and Vietnam during his tenure. Continue reading

#rundarenrun

So, there’s this guy … his name is Daren. Some may call him Forrest, but that’s only part of his story.

When I first heard about Daren Wendell, I’m pretty sure he was in the middle of a run somewhere. Sure, lots of folks run. I even run sometimes. I know … hard to believe. But, Daren runs for a purpose; to bring awareness to the world’s water crisis. And for every $40 he is able to capture as a result of his crazy pursuits, he ensures clean drinking water for another human being. For life. For.life. Continue reading