Day 120

Here’s to all of the people who unknowingly model for me.

Day 119

Here’s to getting into awkward positions with your camera just to get the shot.

Day 118

What a fond memory: once our camp dining hall was completed, we were able to return the plaques to their rightful home.

Day 117

I miss Guatemala.

Day 116

Sometimes I feel like a ladybug hiding under a bench trying to avoid responsibility.

Day 115

A flower a day keeps the monotony away.

Day 114

Another random thing called to me and begged to be photographed.

Day 113

Facing the world like a little bug faces the giants.

Day 112

Sitting at a cross roads…  Take a moment.  Breathe.  Take the first step.