Nothing sets my heart on fire quite like photographing a family in their own home. I listen for the stories. I look for their children’s artwork displayed like prized possessions…
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Nothing sets my heart on fire quite like photographing a family in their own home. I listen for the stories. I look for their children’s artwork displayed like prized possessions…
Read MoreMaybe this should be more of a monthly project than a weekly one!
Read MoreTrying so hard to keep up with my little project!
Read MoreOne of my projects this winter is to photograph more indoors; attempting to find any sliver of light and just gravitate towards it. That's what we do, right? In the middle of a dark spot, we look for light. We cling to it. We find comfort in it and, if we try real hard, we find growth within ourselves.
Read More…One sentence that struck me right in the soul was, “Trust My Timing.”…
Read MoreI watched her as she held her babies, eyes full of gratitude and strength.
Read MoreThis is us. At home, in our pajamas, house a wreck, but we’re happy and that’s what I want Everett to remember.
Read MoreJust a few “portrait” type images of my little lovebug.
Read MoreThe past two months in words & photographs!
Read MoreSometimes plans change to protect you from the worst happening.
Read MoreReflecting on the past 40 weeks of pregnancy!
Read MoreWelcome to the world, sweet baby girl!
Read MoreIt's funny how some people come into your life at exactly the right time.
Read MoreTired of wondering why we’ve been piled high with the weight of the world on our shoulders for so long, we grow weary. We lose sight of our Helper, lose sight of the shore.
Read MoreTheir song plays out in the dark spots illuminated by rays of light. A love that bears growth, embraces change. When there's hills to climb, they press on.
Read MoreWhat a beautiful day celebrating our baby with so many loved ones!
Read MoreAn update on what I’m eating, reading, the baby’s room, and other news!
Read MoreI suppose the “popular” term is a “babymoon”. . . here’s what our weekend getaway consisted of!
Read MoreI just know I’m going to slip up and say the baby’s gender when speaking. I can no longer refer to Littlefoot as the “baby” but rather as…
Read MoreSweet little baby, one month old. Loves to listen to reggae and be cuddled.
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