Sacred Sequoia

Sacred Sequoia

I came across a Sequoia tree today in the Queenstown Gardens. It’s a child in comparison to the largest in California, yet towered over any trees around. It’s hard to imagine Sequoias being cut down at all, let alone used for things like fence posts and...
Wanaka

Wanaka

Wanaka is the wind that whips through my hair It is the poplar leaves that dance in the light And the scent of pine that reminds me of home It is blue waves rolling onto an open shore free from high rises, leaving only bold views finished by grand mountains far away...
Slowing Down in Arrowtown

Slowing Down in Arrowtown

Life could be a dream, sweetheart. I keep hearing those lyrics run through my mind while walking in Arrowtown, New Zealand. It’s a charming place nestled in the mountains that’s been kept historically intact from its gold mining days. White picket fences and an...
Walking on a Dream in Angkor Wat

Walking on a Dream in Angkor Wat

We ride off into the morning light, the sun’s rays golden over farmer’s fields with an occasional palm tree jutting out of the horizon. The air is cool for a change and I wrap my scarf around my shoulders and neck to shield myself from the wind. A few...
The Trees of Ta Prohm

The Trees of Ta Prohm

Ta Prohm is the reason I am in Cambodia, even why I’ve come to southeast Asia. Jungle and stone merge together to create something almost mythical in appearance. I walk through the temple in awe and silence as it is early morning. Only the sounds of the forest...