Back in September of 2018, we kind of fell into the habit of taking a weekly family picture every Sunday. It had been an easy enough habit to get into, since we’d gotten first into the habit of taking a picture of my growing belly each week when I was pregnant with Mathias, which then …
Historically, fall has always been (by far) the busiest season for family photographers, at least around here. With the trees bursting into fall colors and the temperatures down to a more comfortable range, autumn has always been the darling of the family photography world. This year marks my fourth year in the world of doing …
Although it felt like I stumbled onto photography as an artistic pursuit by accident, the more I think about it, the more I realize that I’ve ALWAYS been drawn to freezing moments in time forever, in finding the beauty in every day and in everyone, and in sharing what I’ve captured with other people. As …
Alternate title: Don’t let these pictures fool you (taking good pictures with a two-year-old is HARD). Honestly, our Easter would have been about as perfect as we could have imagined it except for one little problem— I seem to have contracted The Plague over the last 72 hours. A few weeks ago, both Matt and …
For the first time since we found out Matt’s Dad was in the ER back in January, I went a whole week without blogging. I think that’s kind of how it is, though— I post the initial post about what’s going on (see exhibit A about Matt’s Dad and exhibit B about my miscarriage), …
On Monday morning (veeeeery early), I got to witness my third birth (of someone other than my own child). And, as a labor and delivery nurse once remarked to me while I was cooing over one of these new arrivals, “You know, I’ve been doing this for years…and it never gets old. Birth is …
Currently, I’m in the middle of reading Elizabeth Gilbert’s Big Magic: Creative Living Beyond Fear (aff link), and even though it’s not quite as life-changing (for me, anyway) as every reviewer has seemingly made it out to be, it’s still given me some good things to think about. For starters, now that I’m over halfway …
Throughout my life, I’ve loved hearing stories about people who had an out-of-this-world passion for something–people who felt like they’d discovered their “calling” in life, and who subsequently did whatever it took to chase after that passion. I would guess that most people have a similar affinity for these types of stories, maybe because they …
