Thin Places

24 December 2008

Dear Santa

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A museum professional and hobby photographer living in northwest Wyoming, and surviving on coffee and tea. I love to travel and dream of seeing the world and sharing the beauty of God's creation through photography. I love Jesus, horses, nature, wildlife, and curling up with a good book.
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About Thin Places

Sometimes God breaks through our mundane lives and in a mind-blowing instant we find ourselves face-to-face with the Almighty.

This blog is the musings of someone searching for Thin Places in everyday life, and seeking to capture this in photographs. I strive to identify those moments when the sacred and the profane meet, those places where the everyday and the holy become tangibly one. However, it will also save as a confession of those times when the veil seems thick, and reflections on my ordinary, everyday life when it seems to be just that - ordinary.

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