Waking up in Lisbon, Portugal this morning, I found myself in a very colorful little room; the chatter of voices from Pakistan, India and Portuguese echoing up from the streets four floors below. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I picked up my camera as I...
Driving through Lacoste and Menerbes en-route to a day market in Bonnieux left no doubt as to why Picasso, Cezanne, Van Gogh and Renoir found such inspiration here. Carissa and I fell in love with the fields of red poppies that made it seem as...
Mine and Carissa’s days here in Iceland are long and beautiful, with the light starting aound 6am and staying light until 11pm we have ample time to sit quietly, allowing our souls to be restored in Iceland, one of Gods most beautiful creations. For months I...
