Memories are a strange thing sometimes. Some of them we end up suppressing or hiding in the furthest recesses of our minds that it takes
Memories are a strange thing sometimes. Some of them we end up suppressing or hiding in the furthest recesses of our minds that it takes
Nine years ago today, 2012 to be precise, I celebrated my 45th birthday surrounded by alpacas somewhere in the Deep South of Germany and grinned
Without the mentorship, master classes, encouragement, support, love and friendship of Manny Goloyugo there would be no FrogDiva Photography today. My beloved mentor, friend and
Let me ask those of you over 50 a question: what do you miss most about life before the internet and mobile phones? Here’s my
A mother’s hands are the first to receive you when you enter this world. A mother’s hands were the first to reach out to you
When was the last time you listened to the rain? Really listened? We all hear it, especially when it comes down like a deluge, but