Venice: The devil is in the details
It’s now been three months since I returned from Venice, and I’m still sorting through my photos. But here’s the second installment of what I have so far. Missed the first? Check out The Life Aquatic....
View Article2012 in 14 frames
In some ways, 2012 has been one of my worst years yet. But in many others it’s also been one of my best. Here are a few of my happy photographic memories — along with my wishes for a very happy, very...
View ArticleA meditation for the new year
Fontplay copyright 2013 Heather Munro. Public-domain illustration via saamiblog on Flickr. Font: Dominican, via dafont.com. Text adapted from multiple sources, including First People.
View ArticleHopelessness, and a life cut short
Yesterday I got the news that a former colleague committed suicide. I didn’t know Larry Oakes very well in my days at the Star Tribune. Mostly, he worked out of the Duluth bureau — but occasionally...
View Article“Freshly pressed,” in another sense
Every year, one of the companies I write for puts out a calendar for its representatives. And every year, the calendar rakes in a bunch of awards for everything from the concept and design to the color...
View ArticleA call to unity and collective action
Across the United States today, banks are closed and businesses idled as Americans observe the birthday of Martin Luther King Jr., who 50 years ago shared his dream — and hope — for a nation divided by...
View ArticleThe first time I saw Paris
I went kicking and screaming, the first time I saw Paris. “Oh, come on,” said my husband. “You’ll love it!” But I was unconvinced. I’d heard the stereotypes — the French hate Americans; Parisians are...
View ArticleParis: 9 days in 10 shots
I fully intended to blog every day, during my most recent (and tenth) trip to Paris. But the days were so full — and the nights so short — that I hardly had time to edit my photos, let alone write....
View ArticleProfound loss, profound gratitude
On January 28 three friends and I had the privilege of touring the Pommery estate and champagne cellars, which double as a modern art museum. My favorite installation was this “house that rains on the...
View ArticleNotre Dame, in sight and sound
Shortly before my recent trip to Paris I was surprised and honored to receive a note from Des Coulam, author of the wonderful Soundlandscapes blog. “I thought it would be great if we could do something...
View ArticleIs street art … art?
Is street art … art? I’ve often asked myself this question as I’ve strolled the streets of Paris. And now, thanks to an exhibit at Paris’ Musée de La Poste, I can answer with a definitive “YES.” The...
View ArticleGoodbye, HeatherBlog
I’ve been a bit overwhelmed in the aftermath of my personal Noah’s Flood, so I haven’t blogged much lately. In spite of this fact, I’ve still managed to pick up a couple of new subscribers — including...
View ArticleThe stuff that really matters
Ten days ago, a truck pulled up to Steve’s and my rented home and disgorged a pile of boxes into the garage. Boxes full of books, boots, clothes, VHS tapes … boxes full of memories, and the possessions...
View ArticleThe lighter side of street art
Last Saturday I had the honor of being Freshly Pressed. Many thanks are in order: to Cheri at WordPress; to everyone who read, “liked” or reblogged my post on street art; to my new subscribers...
View ArticleA winter most fowl
One of the things I most love about blogging is “meeting” other bloggers around the world. It’s wonderful to see that the flowers are blooming in Scotland, or to momentarily mistake Paris for...
View ArticleAn Earth Day meditation
Since 1970, Americans have celebrated April 22 as “Earth Day.” It seems fitting to mark this year’s anniversary with the words of one of the original Americans, Chief Seattle.
View Article10 ideas for better travel photos
Because I love travel and photography, friends often ask for travel-photography advice. I’m always happy to help, even if I feel like a fraud: I’ve never taken a formal photography class, nor have I...
View ArticleTo my three moms: Thank you.
Every Mother’s Day I have not one, but three women to thank for my life. First there is my birth mother, whom I’ve never met. The only facts I know come from a yellowed letter that describes the...
View ArticleWhen bullies and jerks become CEO
I’m the first to admit it: I dressed kind of weird when my family moved to Minnesota from Peru. My innate lack of style — and years of wearing the state-mandated gray school uniform — somehow led me to...
View ArticleRising from the rubble
It’s been four months since I came home from holiday to find a gutted house. At first the repairs were rapid, as the salvage and demolition crews worked side-by-side. But in recent weeks the progress...
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