My earliest memory of gardening stems back to when I was about 10 years old. My mom had a small kitchen garden in ,our backyard where she planted long flowing rows of tomatoes, green beans, and peppers. I remember the sheer joy of helping tend her garden and going out daily in summer to pick beautifully ripened tomatoes. Working in the garden never felt like a chore to me. My mom’s garden made me feel calm when the atmosphere inside the house felt tense. I didn’t realize it then, but the garden was my sanctuary. The warm sun, the rich black soil and the very active pollinators welcomed my presence and made me feel at home. I come from a long legacy of gardeners, sharecroppers, and farmers who have lived with their hands in the dirt for decades. So even at this very young age, I was simply embracing what came naturally to me.
I have tended my own garden for over fifteen years. Over the years, I have amassed lots of raised beds, containers and even a hobby greenhouse (a Mother’s Day present from my hubby). It wasn’t until much later, when I started taking photos to capture the beauty and wonder of life in my garden, that I discovered my passion for photography. Once I looked back at my gardening habits, I realized my garden design and the plants I choose to grow are driven my desire to photograph nature. Light bulb moment!
I take photos almost daily and it is this focus that helps me learn to see things in nature that I would normally ignore. Photography is a self-care practice that slows me down and nudges me to be more mindful. But most of all – I savor the peace and zen I feel in the quiet, intentional moments before I click the shutter. Through this blog, I hope to inspire you explore photography as part of your self-care routine. It’s simple. Pick up your camera, go outside and let nature make you whole again.