Can my lungs stay in your country?
The theme of purpose has occupied quite a lot of my brain space lately. I don’t mean “What is my purpose,” but just the purpose behind things — what’s said, Continue reading
A recent iPhoto crash had me going through quadruplicates of photos taken over the last seven years. As an individual highly susceptible to nostalgia, going through some 15,000 photos took a lot Continue reading
Sometimes you glimpse the most amazing moments on the street, and you get to peer into someone else’s world for just a moment. I snapped this little girl and her Continue reading
The French smoke. And apparently their children do, too. One afternoon I stopped at a sidewalk café near Le Dôme Saint Paul in Le Marais for a coffee and to Continue reading
When words aren’t there (or I’m just too lazy), images sometimes say enough. Golden summer. And still it’s not over. An excerpt in photographs.
Madame Cygne stood by a pond bundled up in years on a late winter day that forgot who it was. That forgot to wrap up in its concrete blanket. Madame Continue reading
After traveling or living in a foreign country for an extended period of time, you get used to not constantly hearing your native language spoken. In the U.S., everyone’s conversations Continue reading
My friend Julie recently dropped into Paris for a visit and tour de food. This was Julie’s fourth time in Paris, so she knew exactly where she wanted to go Continue reading
Aaaaand we’re back! There is so much to say about Morocco, I don’t know even know how I’m going to get to it all. First, though, I must, must, must Continue reading