Humgeen San Naedz: My Good Friends

Pulled from the files of July: Namely, the “Draft” folder.   I was asked a very good question yesterday. “Who did you leave behind?” It was an invitation to tell of the people I loved; who I will be grieving for; and I so appreciated the grandfatherly gentleman and his wife for thinking of it…

A Very Late Photo Friday: The Park and Parkour

___ Meet Zack and Joey: ___ ____ They’re pretty cool. ____ ____ Zack, Joey, and Adam are our resident Parkour Enthusiasts. [Click here for a description of Parkour] If you haven’t noticed, Adam is missing in this trio today, making this post about only 2 of our Parkour Heros: ____ ____ Zack and Joey! Oh…

Just In Case I Forgot…

“Say that again please?” I asked her on the bus. After staring at each other for a good two minutes she had spoken quietly enough that  I missed whatever it is she said. The 9 year old school girl with the white fluffy hair bow leaned in, inches away from my face and enunciated, slowly…

Photo Friday: Up

Meet two of my favourite foster kids: How to describe? Well, they share a wide streak of stubborn, but are definitely two different peas in a pod. The little lady is studious, clever, and definitely has the older sister dictator role down pat. And Bobby? Bobby is BOY, written all over! Here, she was reading…

Photo Fraturday – A Mini Contest

I was hoping the 15 hours I have on living in the future would give me the grace I needed to get this posted on Friday. It didn’t happen. So now as my Saturday ends and many of yours begins, here is the photo of the week – complete with a contest of it’s own!…

Photo Friday: Punkette

pretty in pink, always. effortlessly i can pick her up with one arm, she is so small. soaking up love with her sunbeam face, i will see her again tomorrow.

Camel Conversation

The word “Timmay” in Mongolian sounds like of the English name Timmy. It means camel, and is one of my favourite words. I always imagine a young camel with a British accent whose name is Timmy. (Remembering words by association helps me learn, as well as offering an amusing creative outlet.) Living in the city however, our…

5 in a Row: Boots on the Bus

The best stories are bus stories, it seems. I think the bus is a good place to be because there are no expectations. There’s no room for ‘awkward’ in a place where interaction  unexpected and offence is off the radar. You’re out with strangers, and a stranger you are too. You have time for a…

Faces I Love

Tonight was Youth Group. So obviously, it was a good night. . The best part about Youth group is the faces, and these are some of the faces that I love:

Imperfect Pictures

Sometimes the moment captured in time is not the moment you aim for.   Sometimes just as the squirming 6 year old stills, the curious toddler comes and places his forehead smack-dab in the centre of the camera. Sometimes a crappy camera makes an otherwise fun, candid shot into a too-bright, blurry one. Sometimes subjects…