A celebration of her through image:





happy birthday, love.
thanks for your friendship :)
thanks for your friendship :)


Brian on the piano
Emily and Vanessa never miss an opportunity to dress up!








Abigail, Rach, Jenny, and Amanda





So, Blythe had a Valentine's party, and we had a great time. It was nice to see friends that I've known for about seven years. Woah-- SEVEN YEARS. Time's a tickin. There was a gift-exchange involved, and I walked away with a gift certificate to Its A Grind. Coffee! Coffee is my love language.
Wow, this must have been a SPECIAL moment...



Like I said, coffee is my love-language. This is from my parents :)


















The Bohemian understands the historic, poetic, and melancholy nature of dust. To the Bohemian, dust is powder from the wings of moths, ash of Vesuvius, cremains of Joan of Arc, and the atomic fallout. Dust is a cosmic confectioners' sugar, softly coating all objects and surfaces in myopic finery.
I love exploring the possibilities of light and location. This was shot in the back parking lot of Sigma Chi. What a lovely studio the world makes.


It was seriously an accident that I matched it. Further proof that I am head over heels for grey and orange.Peace is not placidity: peace isShe brings Light to my life.
The power to endure the megatron of pain
With joy, the silent thunder of release,
The ordering of Love. Peace is the atom's start,
The primal image: God within the heart.





