The above are Memorial Day pictures from Arlington National Cemetery in Arlington, VA.
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June 1, 2012
May 5, 2012
Top FIVE pictures I SHOULD have shown you from New Orleans last year.
So, looking back at these pictures, I’m still fond of the memories I got in New Orleans last fall. I can’t say I’ve done a large amount of traveling anyway, but this was my first and only trip to the Boot State.
Great time had.
The pictures:
#1. The silver man… was hilarious! At first, I thought he was a statue. Honest!! He would keep these complicated posing for a while and then when someone would walk by, he would do something really quick and startle them. He didn’t get me b/c I like to watch from a distance. :-)
#2. Did you know that I’m a drummer? Well I am. So I loved this band from the 2nd picture. The drummer was so into the music and the old dirty drum was just as interesting. You can see the wear from the years of play. That’s from good music I tell ya!
#3. The beautiful dancing lady was actually dancing from the band with the drummer. She and her partner mesmerized the audience; which was one of the bigger crowds that I saw that day. Their hippy styles and old school dancing conjured smiles throughout.
#4. This band was amazing! Sadly, I forgot the name of this all boy high school. I think I wrote it down somewhere in my cell but I’ve since gotten another phone. One of the things I liked most was that they had just as many parents and supporter also dressed in purple in gold. That to me, is a sign of unity!
#5. Lastly, this dynamic duo had a ton of energy. Moderately dressed, their motions kept my eyes glued… from the tapping of the feet to the quick rhythms of their melodic fingers. I also got some video of them (help me find it please!!!) so I’d be able to listen to them later.
I hope you enjoyed!
Today, I’m thankful for those who prompt me to do that with I ‘should’ have done! God bless.
April 24, 2012
Here are pictures from the April 2012 Kristal Krumbs cupcakery business mixer.
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Today, I’m thankful for those in pursuit of passions.. and for cupcakes!
April 19, 2012
I got this picture the first weekend in April while out in DC.
I’m pretty excited about it since I always see photographers getting (or trying to get) these shots and I finally took a deep breath and gave it a shot. Let me know how you think I did.
They roses were brilliantly beautiful.
Today, I’m thankful for being being courageous even in adulthood.
April 17, 2012
Anyone know the name of the rose garden near the Smithsonian? It’s near the MLK memorial and tidal basin…
Anyway, these flowers are suuuuper beautiful, just like summer days in DC. Hope you enjoy!
April 16, 2012
This will be my last India post (outside of finishing those tour pictures and showing you the Taj Mahal). Sorry it took me so long to complete but I hope you enjoyed. I’m also excited about sharing other things that have been happening!
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As a wrap-up, the purpose of the trip to India was to conduct a pilot hygiene research study targeting the ‘knowledge, attitude, and practice of women in rural and urban India regarding basic hygiene.’ (-Hoyle)
Hygiene is defined by WHO as ‘conditions and practices that help to maintain health and prevent the spread of disease.’ This study was us learning how hygiene was perceived and also teaching some basic strategies of what we call good hygiene (e.g., hand washing).
We conducted surveys on hygiene knowledge and had sessions where we taught the basics of good hygiene. The discussion was candid and we were able to answer as well as ask questions ourselves.
My role was to support the team’s research and most excitingly (for me), document the happenings through photography. I am honored and blessed to have been given the opportunity and to be a part of a successful venture.
#shoutout Dr. Hoyle (I know you’re not a Dr. yet but the days are numbered), you rock! It’s as simple as that. I look forward to this program and any organization you become a part of and/or lead, growing and changing additional lives for the better. Thanks. I bless you and speak life into all that you do.
And even with all of the awesomeness of meeting everyone and the changes brought… make no mistake that we were SUPER glad for it all to be over. :-) Our bodies were exhausted and the ups and downs from the trip itself coupled with the concern that everything went as schedule was a lot to handle. There was release and thankfulness as we sat, hot.. sweaty… blessed… in the backseat of that SUV riding back to the school.
The Pictures: This was the last day we had with the women. Although we moved rather quickly all week, it was surprising to see the emotion and attachment I acquired for the people. I felt like I would really miss them, but would I really? How could I, when we didn’t even speak the same language? Funny, but it’s like there was an understanding there still. And who were my favorites, but the women who had voiced their concern about research groups not fully respecting them. We didn’t hug physically, but our eyes danced to an outdoor symphony. And we exchanged smiles. I exhaled.
And today, I’m thankful for running water… and for exhaling; for a memory of a lifetime; for future memories; and for the glory of symphonies.
April 16, 2012
After a very taxing day, there was a super shining silver lining (hey that rhymes!). The response of items and financial donations for our team were so great (thank you all who gave) that we had a surplus of hygiene kits. What does that mean? It means we were able to bless others with them.
And for that blessing, we chose the Asha orphanage in Bangalore. Asha, the nuns told us, means ‘hope’ and it’s a very appropriate name for the inspiration the workers give the youth. (I will link the site once I find it b/c there seems to be several orgs with the name) Unfortunately, it was very late in the evening (the day ran long) when we dropped off the kits and we were unable to actually meet the kids. We did meet, however, the Arch Bishop Bernard Moras, who is the Arch Bishop of Bangalore, India!!!!!
I don’t think you understand, I said we met the Arch Bishop!! ME!!! A country boy from outside of a small city that people usually haven’t heard of… #IDigress
Anyway, he oversees the orphanage and welcomed us with open arms. I even got a picture with him. #famous
So wow, what a day. Seeing the rough conditions of the areas, blessing the youth, and meeting a great, powerful, and well-respected figure.
Today, I’m thankful for making it through the day, for being blessed and for choosing to be a blessing.
April 5, 2012
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord,… the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one’s youth. Blessed in the man who fills his quiver with them! -Psalms 127:3-5
Oh, how I love the kids!
The pictures: Here is some of the collection of young boys and girls I was blessed to capture. These, of course are some of my very favorite. I hope you enjoy.
Today, I am thankful for the blessing of children and the sweet.. wonderful… eternal… connection of love they bring. God bless.
April 4, 2012
21 Feb 2012
This image was taken in the urban village and can quite possibly sum up the state of affairs in the village.
The Picture. It is of a small boy wearing no shoes nor trousers in what seems to be a makeshift landfill to me, but what is simply another front yard to the villagers. So first, I just watched him. He hardly moved and just sat there bent over.. obviously looking intently at some thing. Maybe he was thinking. Maybe he was wondering how long the weird guy with the camera would stand behind him and watch his every move. Maybe he was happy and enjoying the day. Maybe he was sad to be in the hot sun with no shoes nor trousers.
I took the picture slightly hiding behind the building. Then I got closer to see… to hear… to feel… to experience. Then I got scared and let him be.
Today, I’m just thankful. God bless.
April 4, 2012
21 Feb 2012
So… I told you about my preparation for the day. I was completely (read 100%) unready (read NOT AT ALL) for the conditions in the urban area. The smell of feces, body odor and uncleanliness were more than I’d experienced in the city and the rural villages combined. I was shocked at the size of the homes and wow’d at the fact that some of these small ‘spaces’ were actually called home by humans. There were so many random dogs and goats running about and young kids lined the streets with clothes that seemed to be on their 2nd week of continuous wear – and that applies to those who were fully clothed.
The pictures. The pictures help give you an indication of the conditions, but seeing it in person was much more impactful in my opinion. I was ready to leave as soon as I arrived; partly because of the stench and partly because I began grieving internally and I wanted it to stop.
While preparing for one of the hygiene interviews, a couple of women expressed their displeasure with research groups and other visitors coming to their village for personal gain only. “We help them all out with information and surveys but they never want to really get to know the people,” she said through translation.
Could I feel any worse?
I listened and took notes and promised her that I would pass along the concerns. I also let her know that one of our goals was to actually get a better understanding of the people and to feel free to speak with us about any trepidation or thoughts that she has concerning the study.
The dog is drinking from a family’s clean water. I’m not sure if they drink this water, but I know they use it for washing dishes, themselves and clothes.
Oh, the picture of the baby goat almost didn’t happen. While doing one of the interviews inside a home, the goat walks in and began peeing on the rug. I was frozen. Others seemed to not notice, either that or they didn’t care. I cared!
Today, I’m thankful for compassion and learning and those who stand up for themselves and let their voices be heard… no matter their circumstances. God bless.
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