The second gift was one I had dreamed of for years: finally creating wall art of my heart dog, Honey. We had connected with her best bud Jessica to assist and we headed to the River, just across the bridge to my old stomping grounds in Lake Cowichan—a place I called home for 20 years, and where Honey and I spent the last five exploring trails, riversides, and forests together. That session gave me images that are nothing short of stunning. Three of them now hang proudly in my home.

Every time I walk by them, I’m brought right back to the Lake: the scent of the river, the trails after a rain,  the crunch of gravel underfoot, the quiet moments with Honey trotting just ahead. Those portraits don’t just decorate my walls—they ground me, reminding me of the life we built there, while anchoring me in this new space where new memories are waiting to be made. They’ve truly made my house a home.

I’m so excited about these images because they are more than photographs. They are my story, woven into art I’ll cherish forever.