The Lord's Lass

Hark thou, my dearest sister who is residing across that which separates the old from new; where art thy letters abundant for our achin...

It is past midnight. Full-length windows open, the sounds and air of Paris are blowing into our window as Charae and I chat and keep telling...

Kaytra, me, and Charae at Chateau Chenonceau It's hard to believe we have been gone six whole days already. It's hard ...

side & top: Portland Airport! I don't know where to start. Let's begin with the keyboard I'm typing on. In the ...

One day more, and I'll be waking up with a mile-long list of all the last-minute items I need to remember. One day more, and I'll be...