AnchorFaith, for me, isn't a performance or a set of answers. It's more like a compass I've learned to trust even when I can't see where I'm going. I came to it late, came to it honestly, and came to it humbled. God has been less of a destination and more of a steady presence in the ordinary days, the hard ones, and the ones I didn't deserve to get through as well as I did.
I'm not here to convince anyone of anything. Just to say that this is the thing underneath everything else on this page.
FamilyHeather, Carter, Linus the dog. Lake days, Big Ten Saturdays. The reason for everything else on this page.
PhotographyNikon Z8 and Photoshop. I don't take pictures to show things to other people. I take pictures to show things to myself.
Food & CoffeeFresh basil from the porch. Olive Oil. Fresh ground coffee beans in a pour over. It takes time. It's worth it.
BooksSteinbeck on the nightstand and Hemingway in my bag. Word pictures are as real as the photographs.
MusicA garage full of Nashville, blues at the campfire, some guy yelling at me on the highway. Music shapes the moment, and it always has.
TravelCareful itineraries fade into wonderful wrong turns. It's about meeting different people and eating their food, listening to their accents, hearing their music. The list of destinations thankfully never gets shorter.