Eye of the Storm

June 17, 2017






As a kid growing up in South Louisiana, I have vivid memories of hurricanes with fierce winds, driving rain, piles of library books, flash lights, and ice chests of melting food. But the eye of each storm was always the most intriguing to me with its noticeable shift, the change in pressure, the eery silence, and a magical pause in the drama. It's a surreal thing to experience and it always had me wanting to exhale while also attempting to hold my breath. 

Junk Drawers

June 8, 2017



I had a yoga teacher several years ago who described the hips as the "junk drawer" of the body. That phrase has been circling in my mind and my body for the past month as I sift through the junk drawers in prep for our move and deal with the stress that seems to be accumulating in my hips. Emotions are high around here right now. The first of three pack-out dates happens tomorrow and I am not sure we are ready.

Azerbaijan

May 20, 2017




In the weeks leading up to our trip to Azerbaijan, I have to admit that there were moments of doubt. I wondered if we were nuts to make a big international trip right before moving to Japan. I worried that we were going to be too jet lagged to do anything. I panicked because I hadn't done any of my usual research or preparation, but as soon as we got on the plane there was a collective exhale. It turns out that a trip to Azerbaijan was exactly what we all needed.

Saturday Morning View

April 8, 2017



Packing lists for Azerbaijan. Perfect elephant eyes/one-eyed Petes/wrangler eggs (what do you call these in your house?) made by Camille. Carla Bruni station on Pandora. We leave tomorrow and haven't had a chance to really even wrap our minds around that. It's going to be a busy Saturday filled with packing and trip prep, but feeling giddy about finally getting there and being with some of our favorite people in this crazy world of ours. 

Exploring: The Mansion on O Street

April 7, 2017


This morning I sat on Rosa Parks' bed, searched for hidden doors, read a note from June Carter, and got lost too many times to count. With the clock ticking on our time here in the DC area and a quick visit from our niece, I decided we all needed to head over to the O Street Mansion for a truly unique DC experience. I was the only one who had been to the Mansion before and had been looking for the right opportunity to bring my kids. And today turned out to be the perfect morning for it.


Seventeen Years

April 6, 2017



Seventeen years ago. New Orleans, Louisiana. Grape hyacinths, lavender, rosemary, pale pink roses. Family, friends, and a rabbi who lost his voice. Adam wore his dress uniform. I wore the dress my mom sewed for me. We got married under a homemade chuppah and ate chocolate hazelnut cake.  

Through A Different Lens

April 5, 2017


Five years ago, I bought a 50 mm prime lens. I had good intentions of playing around with it and getting better at portraits, but it didn't really happen. The first few times I tried, it just felt awkward and frustrating. I had become so accustomed to having a zoom lens that

Seasonal Shift

April 3, 2017



Winter was quite a roller coaster for us. The highs included trips to Louisiana, Arizona, and our Harry Potter weekend in Orlando. The lows included emergency appendectomy for Adam, flu for all of us, and a frustrating state of limbo in regards to where and when we will be moving. Limbo is never a fun place to hang out for an extended period of time and in all of our years as a military family, this upcoming move has certainly been one of the most testing. But in the past two weeks plans are starting to taking shape and we are thrilled to be moving back to Japan.

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