India (December, 2016) –  We spent a few hours driving the desert roads from Jaipur day-tripping to explore a beautiful but bedraggled Indian palace. On our way back from a majestic wander around the empty Mughal era compound, I had the car stop at the side of the road to explore a mirage of white. The carvers, their garments, their tools, the stones, everything in site was blanketed in white dust from the chiseled stone sculptures being born from skilled hands. 

Canada (June, 2019) – On the last Sunday of June a yearly event miraculously appears just outside my front door. My favourite past-time is people watching from my front steps. It's a colourful celebratory feeling as we all unite to appreciate freedom and pride. 

Canada (June, 2019) – With summer's end, it is apparent that the usual summer spectacles will reconvene at a later date. Farewell pandemic summer; summer of uncertainty, summer of hibernation, sunny summer of corona. 

Mexico (November, 2017) – We peregrinated into a the gathering of indigenous tribes, most in full regalia. The ceremony started with traditional smoke blessings and beating drums in honour of the ancestors. As the light dimmed over Plaza de la Danza, the gathering grew thunderous whilst dancing late into the night.  The evening lingered with tunas sorbet to gather my pulsating heart.