Monthly Archives: August 2012

My Olympic Experience: Remembering, Reminiscing, Reaching

Flaming Rings
(Olympic Rings © International Olympic Committee)

It’s about time.  In light of the London Summer Olympic Games, I just had to do this.  It’s been on my mind unlike anything else these past few weeks.  I tried to hide it at first – there’s a lot of pressure to write as an Olympian, to write as a “known” person (though I hardly consider myself “known” by any means) – but I’ve decided to succumb and write a bit about my Olympic experience.   Continue reading

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A Friend? Or a Fiend?

A Cute Little Varmint

Yesterday, at about 10:30 in the morning, my mom suddenly yells from our vegetable garden, “Come!  Come quick!  Hurry!”  To which we all sprint out of the house assuming the worst, thinking something terrible had happened.  Katie, my sister, made it outside before me and yelled back, “Get your camera!”  What in the world was going on?  And why would I need my camera for it?! Continue reading

That Calm Time of Day

Following Ducks

I’ve found through my life that the most calm times of the day are right as the sun’s rays are breaking above the horizon and just as the hues of the light are changing from yellow to orange to red to dark.  In other words, dawn and dusk.

In this case, for me, it was dusk and ducks.

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