Galaxy Amongst Us

It had been raining for two straight days. Even though I wasn't worried about the raining coming down all at one time, I was starting to get a little anxious about my plants and the amount of water intake at one time. After the rain subsided, I stepped out into the sun as the cool crisp air chilled my skin. I took a deep sign of relief once I noticed that none of the plants had been damaged. At this point, they seemed pretty happy taking in as much warm sun as they could. 

As I walked to check the mail, I noticed several puddles of water along the way- but none of them looked like this one in particular puddle. Now, grant it that it is just oil and water, but it immediately caught my eye because the more I looked at it, the more I realized that we are not in control of most things in life. Not that this was an "ah-ha" moment for me since I've had this thought more than a few times over the past decade now. Like water and oil. It is its own galaxy working together to form its own beauty. Like the rain and like my plants and you and me. 

We are all made up of one big galaxy that's apart of thousands of other galaxies. Continuing to flow together in perfect harmony- despite the odds.  

 Galaxy Far Far Away

Galaxy Far Far Away

Hard Working Hands

 Working in the firepit on the homeplace.

Working in the firepit on the homeplace.

Being raised on a farm in the south has tought me many life lessons, including learning how to drive, by driving my dad's old 1970s tractor. I believe out of all the many learned experiences I gained, none have tought me more than the process of getting your hands dirty. Whether it's playing in the dirt or the fire, or have a field party full of familiar and unfamiliar faces. Whatever it is you do that causes this dirt on yours hand, remember there is always a lesson. 

It's good to be back home in south Georgia. Not much longer and I'll be back in Savannah. Doing fun fire work while I can. 

Home from Home

It's hard to believe less than a week ago I was telling this beautiful sunrise in a beautiful medieval village, not goodbye- but instead, I'll see you again someday in the future. Words can not describe the journey I have taken in the past eight weeks. A journey full of laughter and friends, a journey through self realization and a new focus on my future. The people I have made friends with from other countries in the US and the tiny village of Lacoste, will rest in my memory until I can see them again. Studying abroad with SCAD has not only helped shape my love for photography, but has also opened my eyes beyond my own horizons. 

 Last Day in Lacoste, France. Sunrise, Spring 2015

Last Day in Lacoste, France. Sunrise, Spring 2015

Ten Days

Ten days left in Lacoste, France. I am not ready to leave! It's hard to believe the past two months have come and gone so fast. There are so many great memories that stick out in my mind when I ponder on my time spent here. One memory I'll never forget is the feeling I had when I first looked over into the valley below Lacoste from the very top. It really took my breath away. My wish is to come back here, whither I'm a traveler or a teacher. To see these pink clouds at sunset again after years gone by would make my heart content. 

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Trip to Paris for One Week

SCAD took a big field trip to Paris for 5 days last week and it was simply amazing! Even though it was my three time in Paris, it opened my eyes to see it in a totally different way than I had before. I was strictly focusing on ways to photograph that were not touristy. On our last day a small group got the opportunity to visit Versailles. Every minute was absolutely beautiful. From the gardens, to the animal farm, and of course the palace. 

 Queen's Hamlet in Versailles 

Queen's Hamlet in Versailles 

 A professor pouring herself a cup of hot tea. 

A professor pouring herself a cup of hot tea. 

End of Week Two

This weekend, SCAD students had the amazing opportunity to dye with well known French dryer Denise Lambert using the natural plant Woad. Even though I didn't have the chance to dye a large piece of fabric like some students, I did however dip the tips of my hair in. It was a wonderful experience! 

 Me with blue tips! 

Me with blue tips! 

 Denise Lambert's beautiful blue hand. A true artist's hand. 

Denise Lambert's beautiful blue hand. A true artist's hand. 

 In the sun to dry. 

In the sun to dry. 

Week 2 - Travel to Saignon, FR

Yesterday my Seminar II class traveled to a town that's not far from the village of Lacoste. A small town called Saignon, which has one small square in the center and very few people. But that didn't change the beauty of the place, the evening sunlight that shown in through the buildings, and the way the people would come and go as they would do their own little things. If anything, it made the town that much more beautiful in it's own way. 

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A Cherry Blossom Tree

It's that beautiful time of the year again in Savannah, Georgia. The weather is still cool and the skies are not yet clear from overcast clouds and droplets of rain. I spotted a maginficant cherry blossom tree on a day such as this. It restored the hope for spring back into my soul. 

 Cherry Blossom Tree in Savannah, GA

Cherry Blossom Tree in Savannah, GA