New Camera

Capturing the moment with my new camera. I am having entirely way too much fun.

Rheya Lee. My dear friend's beautiful and happy daughter.

Christian. One of the most fantastic 7th graders EVER!

A shot in San Fran. I just love this.

Miette. A delicious patisserie by the harbor.

My great cousin Zach

Carolyn, my partner in crime.

Jason, our fearless youth leader.

Jason's wife, abby...aka, my great friend...at our favorite store. My Sister Knits on Mountain.

Breakfast at Lucile's. I love this restaurant. It's even better when my mom is there.

And that is her. The greatest woman everto walk the face of the Earth. Yep, and she's my mom.

Dr. Laura Caton. Another amazing woman.

Janie, and her babe Rheya Lee....another amazing woman. Isn't it great I am friends with all of these amazing women? I think so too.

and this little guy Lawson. Our youth pastor's nephew. A little boy and the puddle from the rain. Have you ever seen such joy?

City Park after the fireworks.

My longest friend EVER. Karl. I just love him. He is the best brother I could have ever chosen. His adroable and fantastic girlfriend Bridget and her friend Stephanie. She is nuts, but fantastic.

My love.

I forget just how much I love music. I love the amazing impact it has on the soul. It energizes, it calms, it brings tears from a memory long forgotten or a smile from childhood. Griffin House, David Gray, Barenaked Ladies, Belly, Kelly Clarkson, John Denver, Carol King, church hymnals. Each tune, and pause between notes bring back a flood of memories.
Songs from band in high school. The Planets by Holst. John Sousa Phillips. Writing this I envision our black loaned dresses we had to wear for wind ensemble, the drama to be accepted into the band, and then which chair did you get? Concerts on week nights. Marching band practice and camp. Getting in trouble and having to get out of the cabin to do calasentics.
The mix CD one of my best friends Kim made for me to travel cross country...a quarter life crisis and the adventure of becoming an adult on my own- half way across the country from anything that I knew, or was comfortable with. She knew my heart. Uptown girl. Wide Open Spaces, Abba, Faith Hill.
What is it about music that etches memories a little deeper on our hearts?
Songs of a love that was never meant to happen. Love that you desire. Battle cries that your own emotions were never able to put into words.
I love music. I love the hope it offers and the memories that it won't ever let me forget.