Better Together

TOGETHER love is made. It is a gift for me when I can capture love and all it's magic and tell a story without words. Three lovely ladies let me glimpse into their world and snap up the beauty that is their story. The unity and sense of belonging to one another in this endearing familial triangle was affecting. Their infectious smiles and laughter and genuine delight and fondness for one another drifted in the breeze and danced in the eyes of this beautiful little family... hand in hand, better together. (See more highlights of their "better" little world below in a sweet movie).

Back-to-School

BACK TO SCHOOL. The time is here yet again to let my little birds fly....and still it doesn't get any easier. My whole little brood, I included, torn between excitement, apprehension and plain old fashioned missing out on the lazy routine of summer comforts, where plans are thrown together on a whim, and cuddles on a dime, whenever, wherever. I miss them, and I'm only on Day 1. Yet I want these beautiful creatures to branch out and soar, stretch their imagination and their world beyond me. Motherhood has never been black and white. I live in a world of grey matter but injected with sparkly flurries of chirpy pink and racecar red, thanks to these two champions of my heart. Maybe that's what I miss most today. As always, I catalog every little second, and back-to-school, is no different. Here...their glee, their confidence and their moments of disquiet on the rollercoaster day that was, Back-to-School. 

Daddy-O

DADDY LOVE. So different from my own. Their edges are hard and worn, where we are soft. A large calloused hand, big broad shoulders, a tickle of whiskers with every cuddle and kiss. I am discipline, when he is playtime, I am routine, when he breaks the rules. I am gentle where he is rough-house. I am the everyday, but he...this daddy, is the anticipated, the waited-all-week-for. He is a hero in their small eyes.

There is a beautiful little spot dedicated to Daddy, in their secret garden of hearts, never to be replaced by another.  Being a devoted "daddy's girl" youngster myself, I can recognize this boundless adoration from their smallest besotted grin. To the boys who became men, who became superheros in the eyes of their little girls and boys- Happy Fathers Day. 

(view a little DADDY-O love of our own- below.)

Oh BABY it's Christmas

JOY is in us. If there were any seeds of doubt, or a stray Bah Humbug or two, jingling in the eaves, distorting the magic that once was your Christmas bliss– the beauty, the joy is here. The innocence and twinkle in the eyes of Baby's First Christmas. This pure, uncomplicated love that is a child, provides enough warmth to melt the snow on Santa's rooftop. I had the sweetest pleasure of a holiday photo-shoot with this spritely little elf, and she left a wake of joy in my heart. May the truth of the season, shimmer and dance within you. Let love, friendship and all the holiday beauty, shine. When you do, Santa will find you....Happy Holidays. 

(turn up the volume for a little bit of holiday love).

Mother Love

Mother Love. There is no way to effectively describe the love between mother and child. It can only be felt. It is exhausting yet at the same time exhilarating. Fulfilling and overwhelming. Heartbreaking, and home of exquisite divinity. It is a love that is all encompassing–where do they begin and you end? An invisible thread binds you in a way, you never thought possible. It is the BIG LOVE. period. In a single day my heart aches for their tiny setbacks and overflows with abandon at their gleeful laughter. I know I am not alone in this love. It is universal and unconditional. This love is my world. I had the utmost pleasure of capturing a beautiful "love-story" with another devoted mother and her two children. See for yourself, what happens when love arrives in a BLINK. 

SPOOK-tacular Hallowed Eve.

These wee ones are a constant reminder of the JOY, the WONDER and the exquisite anticipation for all the simple delights that mingle amongst the everyday. Excitement bubbled over at the farmhouse on Halloween...my own scallywags joined circus clowns and super-charged officers of crime and threw themselves into the monstrously pleasing cheerful Halloween fun. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

blink...another milestone

BLINK. Another milestone. It is true, most significant moments involving my children, can easily turn into a complete photo session. Back-To-School, was one such event. How is it, that I can be filled with a desperate heartbreak and at the same time, an exhilarated, joyful pride, that inexplicably gives me strength. A smile grows. This is Mother-Love. I will save you from the laborious task of listening to my motherly woes of sending my oldest to Kindergarten and my youngest to his first day of preschool. Let's just say tears were involved...many tears, theirs and mine. We all were conflicted emotionally, each for our own reasons, attachments and fears. But JOY was found and I captured it for the most part, to hold close, as these two little birds fly from the nest and learn to brave a small part of the world without me. Here is our first day of school story- the good and the bad, but for the most part, excitement towards the unknown...for all of us. Enjoying the journey and all the blink moments.