Basically, I spent the entire (SeaWorld Orlando) Penguin Up-Close Tour squeeing. I love penguins. I mean love, love, LOVE them. They make me so happy that I can't be around them without this crazy, high-pitched, girly-super-happy noise escaping from me. They
One of my yearly traditions is spending a relaxing day at Discovery Cove. I love to snorkel in the Grand Reef and take photos in their beautiful aviary (see: Guira Cuckoo 1, Guira Cuckoo 2, and Little Bird). I've gone for
“You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life?” ― Rumi
I definitely feel like this owl was judging me. But seriously Mr Owl, how many licks does it take to get to the tootsie roll center of a Tootsie pop?
I am well aware that I was photographing a Bald Eagle, but it still made me think of this beautiful book that I read and adored last year: “The hawk was everything I wanted to be: solitary, self-possessed, free from grief,
The last few weeks have been crazy. I haven't had as much time to get out and take photos as I would like, but I've been working on some new projects, which include recording a video of me playing guitar
I have a thinking place. A small, local beach where I photograph birds and take walks in the frothy waves. There are Thinking Man rocks, and someone is always building a sand castle. It is a close place that feels
It has been a long, dramatic, emotional month, which is adequately reflected in the somber choices for this mixtape. But truthfully, Tom Petty was right that some days are some mofo'ing rocks. What's a girl to do when life gets tough?
The funny thing about visiting the theme parks is that I never end up with the photos that I am expecting. Butterflies at Epcot and a world of birds at Universal Studios (Blackbird from the same trip). At The Three Broomsticks