My friends Justin and Erin asked me to do a little photoshoot for them this week, and I was happy to oblige. I took them to my old high school because I knew it had some character- especially the old chapel for St. Paul’s Episcopal Church. Reagan was born in the spring of 2008, and...
I needed a few photos of myself, so I went to the backyard for a little photoshoot. What I didn’t realize is that Daisy was behind me stealing the scene.
About nine and a half years ago, sometime in the middle of my senior year, I stood in front of two of the most feared teachers St. Paul’s School had to offer. Patricia Marsh (speech, theatre) and Lou Courie (literature) were renowned for their ability to crush the spirit of even the most fearless of...
Day 16 had me all around the DFW Metroplex. It began in Weatherford, west of Fort Worth, and ended at Happy Hill Farms in Glen Rose with Britt and Michaela. Britt, Kayla, two of their friends, and our NOBTS diasporates Brent and Laura (Britt, Brent, and I lived in Lipsey Hall our first year at...
Carnival, as we are apparently calling it here in New Orleans, began today. How appropriate then, that I saw the exhibit at the New Orleans Museum of Art last night. The parades don’t really get going until February though. As a native (relatively speaking) of Mobile, however, I do find it necessary to say that...
