If you feel like photoshoots have taken over this blog lately…. it’s because they have. I fluctuate between scrambling to meet deadlines at work (read: going through all sorts of exciting charts about urban migration in 19th century France because YAY) and scrambling to get photos back to people in time for those all important Christmas cards. The latter is far more enjoyable as it a) allows me to binge watch TV while editing and b) lets me look at the faces of my friends’ growing families. Like, remember this newborn baby? Who is now almost 2, soon to be a big sister, and basically ready for college? How did THAT happen? But enough of that — here are some fun shots from my quick afternoon with Mollie and her parents.
- "Art rediscovers, generation by generation, what is necessary to humanness. " -John Gardner
Lately, on Instagram“We live in a city of flowers!!!” - Henry, who learned pretty quickly that spring means mom stops the stroller every five seconds to plunge her face into every flowering bush and tree.Buying a home has been so emotionally draining. Not only because it is expensive (though, holy cow) or because there are endless mountains of paperwork (gross), but because it forces you to define who you are as a family, and then put money behind that definition. It forces hard conversations about values and priorities and spending habits and schools and careers and communities. It forces you to take stock of how you are allocating your time, money, and energy. Yes, a family is the people in it, but the space where those people live out their commitment to each other matters. Lots of hard conversations over the past couple months, and lots of good realizations. Ready for a new home and a new stage. (This is not the home, btw, but it sure is the embodiment of my color loving soul.)