I met lovely Carol when I started to get facials at a nearby medical spa. Carol was one of the aestheticians and she gave me several wonderful facials. As we got to know each other, and I found out she hadn’t had family photos done in years (like TEN, seriously!), we decided she really needed some. Noah, her eldest, just finished his freshman year in college, and Ben just finished his senior year in high school. New photos were a must before any more big changes happened!
Allison and I have an unusual friendship. We’re best friends, and yet we live over three hundred miles apart. “What’s so unusual about that?” you might ask. That in and of itself is not out of the ordinary; many best friends have had to move away from each other and keep up their friendship long-distance. What makes our friendship unique is that neither of us had to move away: in fact, we became best friends before we had even met each other in real life.
Three of our pear trees have been blooming and the other day I thought I’d go out and snap some pictures of it. In the days when I was only a nature photographer, I used to hunt down every single tree or flower I could find with blossoms. My subjects now are mainly people, and while I love portraits, it’s always fun to shoot pure flowers now and again.
Like many photographers, I’m afraid I’m a bit of a gear-hoarder. It’s known as G.A.S. – Gear Aquisition Syndrome. I believe I have around 5-6 lenses, which is pretty small compared to some of my colleagues! Nonetheless, in my experience hoarding gear, I’ve found some really epic lenses and today I’m going to delve into my favorite three lenses – the ones I always pick up and the first to include when I go on vacation or out on a shoot!
I have been taking some photography courses recently and so naturally I wanted to put into play some posing methods I’d been learning when Miss Hannah came over. She was the perfect model to practice on!
Wow! I think this is the LONGEST post on this blog! There are a TON of pictures, so kudos to you if you make it to the end!
Two days after Valentine’s day, Jonathan – a young, struggling entrepreneur, flew in from metropolitan Calgary, Alberta to a small New England town. And why? To meet the girl who would one day become his wife.
In our library hangs a picture. From 1970, a young man, the image of John F Kennedy, sits next to his young bride, a beauty in her wedding gown and bouffant hair. This iconic photographic in black and white perfectly captures young love and a simpler time.
If you were a fly on the wall at our Thanksgiving feast, you might see a bountiful table of food; a large gathering of family and friends; beautifully detailed decorations. You might hear laughter and child’s prattle; the playing of guitar and singing of hymns; soft piano music in the background.
She closed her eyes and took his hand as he led her through the woods. The snow crunched under their feet as they walked together, and the wind whistled through the trees. They stopped, and he let go of her hand. He told her she could open her eyes; and when she did, he was on one knee in front of her. And he had a ring.