Admittedly, I am a bit embarrassed. It came in the mail, I put in on the counter, and before I knew it, my six-year-old had not only gone through it and circled everything she wanted for Christmas, she had rolled it up and tucked the toy catalog under her pillow. I...
I know I am preaching to the choir, here, but sunsets. Oh my goodness. I love them. Always have. My favorite type of sunsets are the ones here on the West Coast that settle down over the Pacific. I have hundreds of captures. I am sharing some of my favorites here with...
She woke up this morning to the sound of the women in the village, busy readying themselves for the day. She longed for just a few more minutes of sleep. Why does the night seem to pass so quickly? She slowly got up from her mat on the dirt floor, rolled it up, and...
// WHO AM I //
I am a Mother, a Wife, an Activist.
I am a Writer.
And in a time such as this,
as Cesar Chavez says,
“Art [should] disturb the comfortable,
and comfort the disturbed.”