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Our Christmas
It turns out I’m not terribly good at documenting Christmas festivities. At least not this year. I expect this is for one of two reasons: The still-present childhood delight of Christmas Eve — gathering with the family, eating too much sugar, opening presents — distracted me beyond measure. The inclination to unplug and just enjoy quality time with loved ones kept the camera mostly at my side instead of in front of my eyeballs. Or this sneaky extra one: A combo deal incorporating both of the aforementioned reasons. For the first time in, I think we decided four years, all of my siblings were in the same place for Christmas. This meant…
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Christmas Cards 2016
I believe in the power of letters. Sending them, receiving them, affixing them with kitschy postage stamps, and trekking along neighborhood sidewalks to drop them off in those metal blue boxes, always somehow arriving past the last pickup time of the day. This is a practice that just doesn’t happen enough these days, which is why I love the holiday season so very much. I think it’s positively grand when December rolls around and notes from loved ones living near and far start arriving at our door. I tack them up on our refrigerator one by one to be enjoyed throughout the month. (Being the truly great housekeeper that I am, these missives usually…
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A Christmas Tree Tale
Once upon a time, there lived an evergreen tree. He grew up on a farm beside lots of friends of similar stature. They grew big and tall until one day a team of people with chainsaws came along and chopped the no-longer-so-little fellows down. For our friendly hero, this startling development only became more alarming when he was wrapped in twine, stacked into a rather large covered truck and hit the open road for Denver, Colorado. When next he saw the light of day, our tree was being unloaded into a semi-covered pen at a home repair store. Before long, families and small children started filtering by his new little section of the world.…
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Video: Farewell to the newsroom
Today I’m going to tell you a small story. It involves my photography career to this point. And spoiler alert, it ends with me leaving my job. I was only 22 years old when I walked into The Denver Post newsroom on my first day of work. I was there as the newest editorial assistant. What did I do in that capacity? Answered thousands of phone calls, directed emails, made a lot of coffee and fought many a battle against the aging copy machine. It triumphed in general, but I won the war. Sometimes I took dictation over the phone from reporters in the field. On election night in 2012, I helped produce a live…
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Washington, D.C.
So…..October happened. As did the election. [insert whatever emotional response you need here. it’s a safe space. go ahead.] And now we are more than halfway through November and every day it gets closer and closer to being completely dark outside by 4:30 p.m. However, we are also less than one week away from Thanksgiving, so things are looking up. Many words regarding the past 45 days our nation has weathered will be written in the months and years and decades ahead. I may well have some to share myself one day. But for now, here’s a little visual recap, perhaps a slightly poignant one, from our early October trip…
