
Getting a Glimpse of God’s Power
God, you are infinitely HOLY, HOLY, HOLY, and we can’t even imagine how great your glory is. For the first time since Monday morning, I

These are the journals of a woman who learned to see by paying attention.
Here you will find reflections on photography and the philosophy behind it, new writing pulled fresh from the work, and the mountains that have shaped every word and image I have ever made. The Southern Appalachians are not backdrop here. They are bone and breath.
Pixel, my heart dog, will also make appearances. He is blind and fearless and has better instincts than most people I know.
Come in. Stay awhile. The light is good.
Sabrina

God, you are infinitely HOLY, HOLY, HOLY, and we can’t even imagine how great your glory is. For the first time since Monday morning, I