Moments from the Archives

Where rockets sleep and stormtroopers wander, where castles glow and dreams take flight — a gallery stitched from stardust, storybooks, and a dash of pixie dust.

Atlantis

Atlantis stands still, her journey carved into every scorched tile.

Suspended in silence, she speaks of stars, sacrifice, and the boundless sky.

She once touched the stars.

Now she rests in shadow and light —

a relic of exploration, a symbol of what we dared to dream.

Where history sleeps and the cosmos remembers,

it feels like she could launch again —

just one flicker of power, and she’d rise into the stars.

Star Wars

I’m a Star Wars nerd at heart — I make an annual pilgrimage to Galaxy’s Edge for the lightsaber meetups, fangirl over Kylo, and do my best to convince Darth Vader that I’m not too short to join the Dark Side.

Magic Kingdom

The 50th celebration, blue skies, and poinsettias at their brightest — this shot makes my inner child and my camera both very happy.

Washington DC, Cherry Blossom Festival

This was one of those moments where I didn’t plan the shot — it just found me. Cherry blossoms in full bloom, the city hushed under soft pink petals — proof that even in busy places, quiet magic exists.

Steamboat Willy

A glimpse through the ropes and suddenly, I’m back in 1928 — where Steamboat Willie whistles on and the river keeps time with the magic.

From stardust to backyard light — these are the photos where the story truly began.

Tiger - My Old Man

He’s been by my side since the beginning, with opinions on everything… except Halloween costumes. These days, at 20 years old, he’s happiest hogging my husband’s lap and embracing his full-time job as a professional napper.

Skipper - My Little Shadow

“Over the years, I would find strays that needed someone. The next, after the next, after the next…

Oh, but don’t worry, you’re my favourite boy.”

— Frank, Jungle Cruise

Skipper

15 April 2009 – 1 December 2022

Named after the Skipper from Gilligan’s Island, he found us in the backyard and never left my side. A head-butting cuddle bug with captain-level loyalty.

Josie and Dad — A Backyard Memory

From the archives — a spring evening with Josie and my stepdad, frozen in time. Circa May 2013.

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