Grant and I went on a cruise, and of course I took photos!

Our first stop was Nassau, Bahamas. No excursions or guided tours here. We walked along the shore and enjoyed the beautiful blue water.untitled shoot-0829

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Our next stop was St. Thomas, U.S. Virgin Islands. Some people recommended that we take the water taxi to St. John to enjoy the National Park there, but we found a very good tour guide named Maryann who took us on a (sometimes terrifying) open air bus ride up the steep and winding road to Mountain Top, with a couple stops along the way for photos and interest. First was Blackbeard’s castle…untitled shoot-0928

…where I found a statue of Jack Sparrow…untitled shoot-0940

Oh, and there are giant iguanas. Everywhere.untitled shoot-0965

Here is a view of Magens Bay. The day was a little hazy, but apparently on a clear day you can see many more islands.untitled shoot-0976

Our last stop was Saint Martin (Sint Maarten in Dutch, Saint-Martin in French). It is a small island governed by two different bodies. One side is Dutch, and one side is French. We found another tour van that took us in a circle along the island’s main road. Here is a view of their harbor, which is apparently filled with boats when there’s a hurricane.untitled shoot-1007

Anyone interested in real estate? Construction is underway for homes in Indigo Bay.
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Maho Beach, on the Dutch side of the island, is adjacent to the island’s only international airport.untitled shoot-1044

And when I say “adjacent,” I mean the planes fly right over the beach. Right. Over.untitled shoot-1074

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Well, that was our trip. My next adventure is coming up in a little less than two weeks, and I am SO EXCITED!

Thanks for reading!

My tickets are booked, and I am excited! This summer (June 4-August 1), I will be staying in beautiful Hawaii! Specifically, the island of Oahu. My wonderful sister, Kelsey (you remember her), has graciously offered her spare bedroom to me for the two months I’ll be there. My camera and I will be inseparable, I’m sure.

So if you’re in Hawaii this summer and find yourself needing a photographer who will delight in the environment as much as (if not more than) you, drop me a line! I’d love to capture a Waikiki wedding or a North Shore portrait session! I’ll bring the sunscreen.

You can contact me by phone (text or call), email, or the contact form below.


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Dear Kelsey,

I remember, a very long time ago (or so it seems), 3-year-old me waiting eagerly  for Mom and Dad’s car to show up with a new addition to our family (**spoilers: it was you**). I knew we were going to be BFF’s long before that was a thing. I was right, of course (I usually am). We had our differences, as people do, and we fought occasionally, as siblings do, but you never stopped being the person I wanted to hang out with (which made me kind of a lame-o in high school).

I admired you. You were always a hard worker, and you never took “no” for an answer. Hell, you drove 7 hours and 400 miles to prove that your little feet could reach the pedals after some higher-up told you that you didn’t meet the minimum requirements to fly helicopters. But here you are (all 5 feet, 2 and a half inches of you), a fresh aviation graduate, one of three women in a class of almost sixty.[slideshow]

I’ve always been proud to call you my sister (even if I pretended not to be). I’ll miss you while you’re gone, off saving the world, or whatever it is you do. But I’ll be here, still proud of you, and counting the days till I can see my best friend again.




My drive home from work was pretty harrowing this evening. The rain was coming down in buckets, wind was blowing every which way buffeting my car, and the lightning strikes looked like strobe lights. I felt like there was cotton in my ears for an hour afterwards because of the loud (and very close) lightning hits. It was scary!