Trena Tackitt

My easel was rescued from the dumpster. I always wonder how it ended up there, since it was clearly loved by someone very much once. My...

I’m not really much of a phone talker. Of course, I get butterflies whenever my boyfriend calls, and I don’t mind talking to close...

So it's been a while... The internet on the boat was spotty at best, and I didn't bring my laptop, plus I was paranoid about mobile data...

Today marks the end of my first week in Saratov. So much has happened, and now I wish that I had been more energetic throughout the week...

Weather is interesting in Wyoming. It's very dry here, and the summers typically bring thundershowers and a handful of horrendous storms,...

-Sanctuary- A few miles outside of town, there is an old bridge that runs beneath the highway. A slow trickle of greenish water, which my...

It's funny to think that the end of my undergraduate years are almost here. I was recently talking with a friend about how much our lives...