Occasionally I write poetry. This season tends to evoke more poetry than others. Here’s a poem I wrote, with a photograph I made.

It’s been a year since George Floyd was killed, a year marked with global milestones, nationwide milestones, and personal milestones as we all process what just happened in 2020. This is me, processing.

We got away from RVA for a few days and visited the Outer Banks in September, where most everything was empty and tourist-free. Here are some pictures from our trip.

The best fight against ignorance is with education. Here's a list of resources compiled by someone who is still trying to learn, herself.

A poem by Wendell Berry that helps me through some wicked postpartum anxiety.