This is the French man I married on the day of our wedding. We were married in Willows. Yann wore the same wedding tuxedo that his Father wore when he was married.       This is a girl…

    Home coming: My mother's hugs full of happy tears wetting my neck. My nieces and little nephews running to greet me screaming, "Aunt Coco!", the smell of my childhood home and cookies in the cookie jar and an…

  (Chocolate kisses from the past. This is a repost from my blog in 2006. Though the children are older, and do not lick the spoons or their fingers as much… nothing has changed.)    Every Monday my Mother opens…

Photography and text by Corey Amaro My dad's shop use to be the milking barn but when I was fourteen he stopped dairy farming converting his barn into a motorcycler's haven. He kept farming rice, riding and racing on the…

  Photo and text via Bellerby & Co. Globemakers.   Each Saturday I focus on a different artist that I admire. From potters to painters, chefs to collectors, seamstress to songwriters, lifestyle to lovers… anyone who set the paintbrush, pastry…

Photography and Text: Corey Amaro Halloween repost 2010…. It remains the same. I love it!  Halloween fare, it starts with a pumpkin and ends with a ton of candy. The last time we were in the States during Halloween was…