With a bit of uncertainty, 
curiosity, 
courage and patience, 
our adventures with the Orthodontist have begun!
Tag: black and white photography
Favorite Photo Friday: “I need to get my camera!”
I love discovering beautiful light, grabbing my camera, and then hearing my daughters say, “I need to get my camera!”
What a delightful way to start our Friday morning together!
A Bowl of Photos
On a visit to an antique store, I stumbled upon this bowl of photos for sale.
As a person who places such importance on photography and capturing moments in time, I found myself searching through the photos, in disbelief. I felt a loss for the families of the people in these images. So many moments captured and now gone: visits with grandparents, family vacations, afternoons with friends, and birthday parties.
How did these moments end up here in this bowl, so far from where they belong?
When I was finally able to pull myself away, I felt even more compelled to continue my journey of taking photos every day. Our day-to-day routines, milestones, adventures, and the people and things we love are significant; they show us who we are, were we come from, and what we value.
These moments should live on and not be forgotten.
Favorite Photo Friday: Picture Books
This photo awakens memories of adventures shared, cuddled under a warm blanket at bedtime. Delightful memories of being together, reading stories with our girls before going to sleep.
A Gift: Behind the Scenes at Flour Chylde Bakery
Recently, I was given a gift: an invitation to photograph behind the scenes at my favorite bakery, Flour Chylde.
Over the past few years, I’ve taken many photos in the front of the bakery. The atmosphere and light are warm and inviting. 
I love the way the soft light streams in and gently touches the old baking pans 
and creates intriguing reflections.
I was excited to discover what I would find in the back of the bakery.
As someone who likes to photograph the details, I was initially drawn to all the mini baking rings and muffin tins ready to be filled and placed in the oven, 
the mixing equipment, 
and work areas awaiting their next project.
When I shifted my focus to some of the people who have become so familiar to me from the front of the bakery, a delightful dance began to take shape. A dance, which was full of swirling,
twirling,
and joy.
I was amazed with the amount of preparation,
focus,
skill, and precision that went into every step.
In the middle of a flurry of activity, I found laughter, friendship, dedication, and teamwork.
This wonderful gift, which allowed me the freedom to explore, to be involved in my own way, and to share my photography, led me to the true heart of the bakery. I am so grateful and am looking forward to more discoveries!
Perfect in its Imperfection
I love this moment; I love this photo.
For me, this photo captures pure excitement and joy; the kids are jumping up and down with their dad, past bedtime, celebrating the first day of winter break.
I watched the excitement building, grabbed my camera, quickly turned up the ISO, and captured the moment. Thankfully, my priority had been in the moment, not on the correct camera settings; had I stopped to set my camera properly, I would have missed this moment, completely.
This is perfect in its imperfection.
Favorite Photo Friday: Sunny and the 56 Chevy
Sunny, patiently waiting in a 56 Chevy.
Storytelling: Hands
Quite often, it is the little details that catch my attention and inspire me to take photos.
I am drawn to people’s hands; they show playfulness,
express love,
and connection; 
hands can reveal our courage, excitement, and
the pride we feel in a job well done.
Favorite Photo Friday: Needle and Thread
I love how a small change in the light can elevate the everyday into something dramatic and beautiful.
On this day last year
This morning, I decided to look back through my photos to find out what I was up to on this date last year. My search brought me to a wonderful memory: our daughter bringing home her first reader from kindergarten.
This photo brings back the smile on her face as she presented me with the book, the excitement in her voice as she asked me to sit down and listen to her read, and the joy I felt in my heart while watching her confidence soar with each turned page.
She brought a gift home that day.
keep opening doors 