Sometimes I'd rather spend Sunday mornings picking up flowers than recovering from a hangover.

This lovely band has been playing all day long in my room.

The fun that comes out of improvisation is the best thing about random celebrations.

Coming home from a sunny vacation to a classroom of tired and sleepy children, shoes to lace, loose buttons and zippers to put away and stories to tell. One of the best things after returning from a trip is to start planning the next one. And so we did, 9th grade geography book in hand, on Saturday night; and I cannot wait to see where this takes us.

All our digital cameras spent the summer packed up in boxes; along with batteries and chargers so I've mostly been shooting film -using my Holga, an old Zenit E and a DIY pinhole camera I was given on my birthday.

suddenly it was like one of those times when you try out a new perfume at the store and you inmediatly regret it because it is too sweet, or too spicy. Or it lingers on your sleeve for way too long.

I burned my left index finger; I cut my right one. All in less than an hour.