Way with words

I'm a journalist, a writer and a shower singer. I take pictures, but I don't fancy myself a photographer.

I read the New York Times and wish I could write like that.

I love receiving surprise gifts.

I'm married.

I have an undiagnosed chronic illness.

I wear high heels.

I eat peanut butter straight out of the jar.

I am more than the sum of my parts.
Sun Nov 9
November 2008. Copyright: me. Empty lots near my parents house. The boys in the neighbourhood use the utility easement and the empty lots as a dirt bike course. Since it had rained the night before, some tracks were fresher in the now-dry dirt. The Hubs and I walked along a gravel, then dirt path, holding hands and talking. Taking pictures. It was lovely.

November 2008. Copyright: me.

Empty lots near my parents house. The boys in the neighbourhood use the utility easement and the empty lots as a dirt bike course. Since it had rained the night before, some tracks were fresher in the now-dry dirt.

The Hubs and I walked along a gravel, then dirt path, holding hands and talking. Taking pictures.

It was lovely.