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I lifted the window shade and looked down. From the bright blue sky I could see the straight street blocks...
Continue reading »I lifted the window shade and looked down. From the bright blue sky I could see the straight street blocks...
Continue reading »Pat Conroy described it in his book The Water is Wide. It, he wrote, “is an island off the South...
Continue reading »It took weeks to finally decide. And countless drafts of a never-ending pros and cons list. But add a little...
Continue reading »When I was at home over the Christmas holiday, I began digging through boxes and drawers and browsing the shelves...
Continue reading »I figured after this morning’s post, this would be a perfect Parting Shot for today.These are my feet. My big...
Continue reading »If you’ve been following happenings here at the Haystack for any amount of time, you know that I come from...
Continue reading »I am at a loss for words. The beauty of this place, my home, leaves me spellbound, intoxicated with happiness.And...
Continue reading »I just got back from a four-day weekend of playing and hiking in the red desert of Utah. It’s always...
Continue reading »Tonight, beneath a waxing crescent, the frigid air swirls, hardening the ever callous desert in which I live. But I?...
Continue reading »The air was filled with the familiar scents of my youth–the sweet stench of oyster beds and marsh mud laced...
Continue reading »Hello! I’m Krista. Welcome to my site. When people ask me what I “do”… Sometimes I tell them I’m a photographer. Other times I tell them I’m a publicist. And sometimes I just fess up and say, “I don’t really know.” I lost my job a couple years ago, so...
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