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It really is hard for me to continue our amazing Zanzibar story when when we are busy getting our fingers stuck in the garden, mixing up batches of cookie dough, having dance parties to “All I Want For Christmas”, ordering our Christmas turkey, answering questions about where fairies come from, and doing dives into the swimming pool. I will get there though, the photos are beautiful and I can’t wait to post them! In the meantime, you can enjoy this little treasure we found while pottering around the garden.




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Yesterday I got to go on a nature walk ALONE. This does not happen often. I am always surrounded by my boys, and I do love them, but I also love having breaks from them!

I found this spider underneath a waterfall and couldn’t help myself!

Then there was this glorious Quiver Tree. The heart of Africa.

Then there was a much more relaxed me.

The end.

Happy weekend.


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His work is inspiring long after his death.

His life was legendary.

Plus, he wrote things like this:

“To photograph truthfully and effectively is to see beneath the surfaces and record the qualities of nature and humanity which live or are latent in all things.”

“The negative is the equivalent of the composer’s score, and the print the performance.”

“The only things in my life that compatibly exists with this grand universe are the creative works of the human spirit.”

“There are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer.”

“There are no rules for good photographs, there are only good photographs.”

“A good photograph is knowing where to stand.”

“A great photograph is one that fully expresses what one feels, in the deepest sense, about what is being photographed.’

“A photograph is usually looked at – seldom looked into. “

“A true photograph need not be explained, nor can it be contained in words.”

“Sometimes I do get to places just when God’s ready to have somebody click the shutter. “

Ansel Adams

To read an article about his work and life, and to view some of his images, click here.

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Bees Please.

I have been asked to photograph more bees for my friends over at Honeycomb Home (I designed their logo too… in a previous life) but it has been raining ALL WEEK LONG. Rain = no bees. The one day that it did stop raining for a few hours… no bees. How long can they stay in their hives before they go crazy? I should google that.

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Today I wish I was back on this road. Breathing in the Northern Hemisphere air, taking photos like this. Relaxing into the journey. Relaxing, while on a journey? I usually tense up and freak out until I reach the end of the “adventure” and then I collapse into a ball of tears on the couch. Let’s try something else, shall we. One. Two. Three. Breathe your best yoga breath and smile. This is a journey we are on folks. It’s an adventure, and it’s not all about knowing how its going to end.

I was listening to a motivational speaker the other day (I know, I know… cheesy, right?) to give myself a little boost. He was talking about being “all in.” Pursuing what you love at the cost of all other things. Then he said, “What I’m saying is, if you are into collecting Smurfs, for example, SMURF IT UP PEOPLE!” He shouted, he shouted “SMURF IT UP!” I thought to myself, if that guy can shout “SMURF IT UP” I think I am capable of doing pretty much anything I set my mind to.

So, let’s go out there and SMURF IT UP people!

This is the video, and here’s my disclaimer. a) I only watched the first few minutes because internet in South Africa is way too slow to watch a 15 minute You Tube vid. Plus, he was a little too intense for me to listen to before my morning coffee. b) He’s a grown man who likes to swear. I don’t like it when grown men swear, even if it does rhyme. c) I don’t like the word “hustle.” It reminds me of high school basketball and sweaty socks.



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I love bees. They are so hard-working and dedicated, and they really only get angry if you step on them or swat at their faces. Unlike ants, who are mean and dismember other insects (too much National Geographic). As Munro Leaf writes in The Story of Ferdinand, “Well, if you were a bumble bee and a bull sat on you what would you do? You would sting him. And that’s just what this bee did to Ferdinand.”

These black and yellow bees are so loud that it sounds like a Mac truck rolling up whenever they are near. Several times I was looking through my lens waiting for them to come into the frame, and instead they came closer to me. Let’s just say it looked like there was a crazy jumping bean with a camera in my garden.

Happy Weekend…



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I am pacing with anxiety.

The neighbors are chopping down all their trees.

My little secret garden is disappearing.

It used to be that they could not see into our garden (yard) and we could not see into theirs.

They have opened up a porthole into their world that is most unwelcome.

I do not want to see their washing on the line or their terribly painted peppermint green house.

I don’t want to put the faces to the the voices of their children.

I do not want this connection.

I do not.

Too much is changing, do not take those beautiful waving green trees.

They are mine too!

I do not want to hear the sound of an axe all morning long and wonder, “What will they be able to see, and what will I have to see, when the next tree comes down?”

I kinna feel like I am in middle earth and I am watching Fangorn Forest burn.

All this makes me sound like a terrible neighbor.

Really I’m not.

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