My soul delights in stories

Everywhere I look, I see stories.

Especially if I’m out in the country or in quaint little towns. And when I was younger, I used to dream of sitting on a hillside in the British Isles overlooking the coast. In my hands was a pad of paper and a pen, and in my heart was the most romantic story you’d ever heard.

So in a way, it became a habit for me to look for these stories.

And I think that’s why I like photography so much. It allows me to capture the stories I see…..

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About Heidi

Hello! My name is Heidi. I went to college and got a couple degrees. Then I worked as a Speech-language Pathologist for two years until Bubbers came along. While I loved my job and working with kids, I love my job as a mom best. I started a blog because I love to write. I’ve written stories my whole life. Deep down inside my heart, I secretly dream to be published in paper someday. Until then, I’m publishing for y’all and hope you enjoy it! Here are a few of my latest posts...

3 thoughts on “My soul delights in stories

  1. I love your photos and stories. Especially the ones of everyday things that people pass by all the time and never notice-like your mailbox! :) Life is full of such interesting things, and I always enjoy seeing and hearing another’s perspective. You have a true talent for capturing those stories and passing them on to us!

  2. I totally agree with you. Every photo we take tells a story…reminds me of “A picture is worth a thousand words”.

  3. Wow, Kara, thank you for your kind compliment! I love sharing my stories, so it means a lot to me that you enjoy receiving them. :) (And is wonderfully encouraging for me to continue! I often need a little boost to keep me going–so thank you, Kara.)
    Thank you, Apple! It’s always comforting to find others who feel the same way and are so supportive–I’m so lucky to have you as a reader! (And I completely agree on your quote–which is why I didn’t write anything to go along with the picture–I thought it could tell its own story much better than I ever could).

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