To Brianna- A beautiful model and a dear friend

An oversize sweater that once belonged to someone's grandfather. A beautiful girl, a dear friend, seeming to softly glow in the fading light. A click- the shutter- and then through the silence comes another sound: laughter, laughter all around. We talked, we laughed, we drew closer together- and as I look back upon those images I see you perhaps more clearly. Mysterious, beautiful, strong, and yet still growing- you, my friend, are a constant source of inspiration.

With my thanks for sitting constantly infront of the camera and for laughing at my jokes as if they were funny,

AK

In the Merry Month of May

Hello my dear readers! 

This past month has been insane! I graduated from college, it was Memorial Day and my mother's birthday, and I went to Minneapolis again! I hope that you all had as wonderful a month as I did , and I hope that June is just as lovely! 

Graduation week!

Learning to plant flowers with my mother! 

Visiting Como Conservatory again! I bought seeds to grow my own bonsai tree! 

Visiting one of the wonderful lakes within Minneapolis! 

Spending time with my best friend Anne! 

Going to the launch party for Wolftree Magazine in Fargo! (Go to www.wolftree.co for more info or to buy a copy!) 

And a collection of random images from the rest of the month. :) 

I hope that you all know how much I appreciate being able to share my adventures with you! You have my thanks! 

Remember, adventure is out there hidden in the most ordinary of situations!

-AK

Winter Wispers

Dear reader,

In most places March is met with expectations of warmer weather and daydreams of an arriving spring. However, there is a place for which these expectations are not held. A place where the citizens trudge through March blizzards and huddle together to keep out the last bitter chill. In this place winter claims more than half the year, and the wind never stops blowing.

Those who live in this place are hardy folk. They are friendly, though somewhat wary of new people [and of change in general], and laugh often. These are the people who balance the open lonely habitat within which they live with shared meals and laughter with friends and family. These are the people who grow up listening to the constant whispers created by the wind.

 -AK