Stand Still

Let me be, was all I wanted. Be what I am, no matter how I am.” — Henry Miller

Childhood Graveyard

When I was a kid, we lived in an apartment across from a graveyard, which became my imaginations iconic cemetery setting from that point forward. When I read Revelations, the judgement took place in that cemetery.  When I wrote a story about my grandmother for a high school competition, it ended in that cemetery (she’s buried elsewhere, a…

Tinker town

Growing up, a visit to Tinkertown was usually had once a year- often for a school field trip. It’s a fascinating little place, tucked away in the Sandia mountains, a converted home of a prolific and outspoken tinkerer.  Every time you go, you find something new- when I was a kid, it was probably because Mr….

Salinas Missions

Last May I took a trip down to the Salinas Missions, a national monument in New Mexico that holds 4 of the 6 Spanish Colonial churches in the US, built in the early to mid 1700s.  While only a short distance (by car) from one another, each mission has a very unique feel.  Abo, the first mission…


“Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.”  ― Henry James * * * * *

{Redux} Oregon Coast

I have a confession– I am a chronic reviser. When I started writing, I took the position that my ‘art’ and passion flowed through me like a free running river and should never be dammed and debased by the rigid oppression of “editing.” That was, lol, until I left high school and actually started studying the written…


“We’ll be remembered more for what we destroy than what we create.” ― Chuck Palahniuk * * * * In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Broken.”

Rio Grande Gorge | Forces of Nature

Do I change like a river, widening and deepening, eddying back on myself sometimes, bursting my banks sometimes when there’s too much water, too much life in me, and sometimes dried up from lack of rain? Will the I that is me grow and widen and deepen? Or will I stagnate and become an arid…

A Palate Cleanser {Monochrome Madness 2-9}

I don’t know why, but I was mesmerized by this composition tucked away in our botanical garden- discrete, balanced, and demure- just outside the luxurious, almost ostentatious, wisteria wedding courtyard. Submitted this week to Leanne Cole’s excellent Monochrome Madness collection.


A relationship is a story you construct together and take residence in, a story as sheltering as a house. – Rebecca Solnit, A Field Guide to Getting Lost

{Monochrome Madness 2-8} Children’s Guard

This week’s monochrome madness image is one of my favorite IR shots to date- the playful dragon who guards our Bio Park’s Children’s Garden, draped in smirks and vines.  Though I get more use out of our membership alone than with the kids, I highly recommend a visit if you are ever in the Albuquerque…


Back in January, feeling emotionally exhausted after a very busy holiday and months of navigating my daughter’s increasingly irrational fears, I jumped in my car – alone- for a weekend road trip.  I know I needed a change of scenery and- I suspect- felt the need to prove to myself that I was still capable…