I was born in December, when dense, wet snow fills the Sierras Nevadas. I grew up just outside Yosemite and my memory is imprinted with the change of seasons: like the first cool breeze and crisp, earthy smell of autumn after a long summer.

I am married to my best friend, who is warm, sweet, and imaginative like springtime.

Let’s make things we love and say the things we mean.