It’s Monday already. As a basic rule of human decency, I loathe Mondays. Well, I guess I used to loathe Mondays. Having to lurch out of bed at the first beep of the alarm and prep yourself for the 5-daily grinds to follow. Dressing like a person. Taking a shower daily…ugh, actually doing something with my hair. It takes real…
I’ve used this poem before in a baby post, years ago, but it somehow seemed to just ring right with me this morning again. *** Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe,— Sailed on a river of crystal light Into a sea of dew. “Where are you going, and what do you wish?†The old…
I’m a strong believer in photos. Obviously, as it’d be silly to be in a line of work that I don’t even back. But, really, I’m a strong believer of the power of photographs. They way they effortlessly hold a memory near and dear. The way they offer a story, a conversation. We live in a strangely digital world where…
It’s…like…September!? When did that happen? Dang…time goes so fast. I’ve been trying to limit my social media time lately in order to maximize, well, life time so I missed all the back to school photos on Facebook yesterday…but the one text I received of my nephew on the first day of kindergarten…!!! 🙂 Other people’s kids… And little Miss Callan…
This little guy…I tell ya. His dad and I go way back {but that’s a story for another post!} and I am absolutely smitten with Alex’s witty personality and smarty-pants upturned eyebrow. I got to photograph the first year of his life and now I get to do the same with his new little brother. So. Sweet.