Like Christmas Morning

In the desert in July, when you hear the thunder boom and the skies start pouring rain, it harkens one back to that feeling of being a little kid on Christmas Eve, waiting for Santa Clause (or your magical parents) to do their thing with the presents in the night, and you finally fall asleep . . . 

You wake up on Christmas morning and make a mad dash to the living room to see where your presents are at,

It’s that same delicious feeling in the air that I get when it rains here during the long, long desert summer.

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What a beautiful thing it would be to dance in it. Picture that for a moment, can you feel it? 

Tumbleweeds on the railroad. The above story is from this afternoon’s rain in the desert, though surprisingly i took this picture in NYC up on the highline a few Springtime’s ago.


© Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography

The Curious Wanderer

I wander the Earth, a curious being; enchanted by the skies and the trees and what each season brings. 

I’m on my journey through this curious world, and I know that I’ll always treasure and respect my solitude; 

And what’s also true is that I hope the day will come where we can enjoy the experiences of each season together, side by side; cause to me, you felt like home. ✨


Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography, an excerpt from the Nature’s Secrets storybook collection ©

no Skates

Walking on an endless ribbon of Sea-ice without wearing ice skates is a kind of freedom 🙌

An endless ribbon of Sea-ice 🌌 Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography ©

Hamlet: Lost & Found

On a nondescript road (x) in the hamlet, the Danish Prince lost his way and came quite undone . . Truth being what it is, he struggled to get better, and after years of healing spirit, mind, and body; he loved her still.  ðŸ’•

Trendelburg, Germany, Summer 2016 © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography

Tree of Life

The Universe is vast . . 

we wander through life’s deserts and valleys, the sands of time immeasurable . . 

We cannot tell if things are closer or farther than they appear . . 

and within each grain of sand, there is a Universe. 

Wandering the sand dunes in search of the Tree of Life . . Death Valley National Park, California © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography

Sweet Yearning

Lay me down on a bed of wildflowers, and do with me what you’ve been aching to . . all this time 💞

A bed of flowers in Spring Valley, taken on a Spring day 🌸 © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography via prisma app

Beside The Pillar of Truth

In times of ancient, you left your love letter to me upon the shore, an infinite circle, made of sand and stone; drawing me back to you in this lifetime. 

Reynisfjara Black Sand Beach, Vik, Iceland © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography