Christmas has changed for me. When most of your family has passed, the day no longer looks like busy houses, loud gatherings, or long traditions. It becomes quieter. More reflective. And for me, it has become something else entirely—an invitation to step outside and let nature hold the space instead. This Christmas morning, my Aunt, Finnegan, and I bundled ourselves into the car and headed out into the cold. It was –1°C, off-and-on raining, and far from ideal weather—but perf

What sane person goes crabbing in December—when it’s raining, windy, and absolutely freezing—for the very first time? Apparently… this one. I went crabbing today not because the conditions were ideal (they very much were not), but because a young otter is currently in care with a wonderful wildlife organization—and she is in need of live crabs to learn how to hunt. When I heard that, my brain immediately said, I can do this. How hard can crabbing be? (Insert aggressive eye-ro

Yesterday’s photo adventure had a clear goal: storm watching  and practicing long-exposure storm photography—the kind where the waves slow into soft mist and movement becomes mood. Mother Nature, however, had her own plan. My first location was exposed, raw, and powerful. Too powerful. The wind was relentless, knocking everything over, and there was absolutely no way I was stepping onto the beach and risking my life—or the life of my camera—for a photo. 70km/hr winds I manage