I was born in Ann Arbor.

I was born in Ann Arbor.  My Texan momma assures me the winters there were bitterly cold, but my only memory of Michigan is of a lake in the summer.  Sitting on a blanket on the beach, I was startled by a daddy-long-legs.  My father gently picked it up and held it out to me, telling me not to be afraid.  I could see how tame the spider was, crawling up and down his arm, and so I asked to hold it too.  My husband told me years ago that daddy-long-legs are the most poisonous of spiders, but their jaws are simply too weak or too small to pierce human flesh.  I’ve never verified that fact, but I like to think of it whenever I see one.

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It was only a matter of time…

I love taking photos, and I love sharing them.  For the past 12 years, I’ve been using Menalto Gallery as a way to showcase my pics.  Gallery was a free, open-source photo platform that was GREAT (all caps) while it lasted.  But the kind folks who created and maintained it have sadly shuttered shop.  Gallery is no longer being supported, and over time the platform has become buggier to the point where it’s basically on its back with its legs in the air.  Translation: it’s deceased.

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