“And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow,

stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so?

It came without ribbons. It came without tags.

It came without packages, boxes, or bags.

And he puzzled and puzzled ‘till his puzzler was sore.

Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before.

What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store?

What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more?”

-Dr. Seuss 

Returning home to a new season of the heart and physically 

As a child terrified and excited for something new

Excepting healing of the heart, renewing of the mind,

restoring of the spirit, and restoration of the soul

Fresh fallen snow on aged trucks in Michelle Ward’s backyard

in Carson City, NV on Tuesday, Dec. 23, 2008.

My first glimpse of Tahoe from Spooner Pass, NV on Tuesday, Dec. 23, 2008.

Cave Rock tunnel on HWY 50 in Lake Tahoe, NV on Tuesday, Dec. 23, 2008.

Surreal and sad, the close of one chapter in my life,

I am now officially conferred with a Bachelor of Arts in Visual Journalism

from Brooks Institute of Photography.

Ted Nieters

Tristan Dyer

Tibrina Hobson

Joe Norman

Leonard Nimoy

Paul Myers

Joan Eichen

Caleb and Cristin Harrell

Richard David Schwartz

Heather Love and Gregg Lewis

Heather and Nick Love, Amanda Hammond

State Street

Cota Street

Most evenings in my life consist of hosting dinners for my friends.

This was my last one in Ventura, CA before returning home to Tahoe.

Blessed by beauty and mystery my last week in Ventura, CA;

I awoke to rain drops outside my kitchen window.