The only thing I know for certain about joy is that it is infused with love. It expresses itself, I’ve found, via three routes–through beauty, through goodness, through truth. When I am witnessing any of these, I find myself bathed in joy.

I save little bits of them, capturing fragments of them as best I can with my photos or my words. I think of them as love notes, postcards if you will, found on the road along my journey.