Feeling nostalgic today as I passed by that small café where I first tried Vietnamese coffee. The taste, the aroma, the memories flooded back all at once.

Design is the soul of everything we interact with.

The porch holds secrets between its boards.

It’s giving peace, perspective, and possibility

I design with a global eye and a human heart.

The porch swing sways with remembered laughter.

Lover of challenges and technology, always learning and evolving in the process.

A goat climbed onto the woodpile like a king without a crown.

Striving for excellence in everything I do, with a focus on making a difference.

A bird feather hides in the laundry basket.

The coffee tin holds more aroma than beans.