i started in film, so i should say, i suppose, that i’m going back to my roots.

film makes you slow down.

there is no screen to look at.

no checking.

there is “do i really want this?”

my rolls have 12 shots on them.

12.

not 200.

not unlimited.

12.

when i click the shutter, it’s because i really really want to.

preserve.

this.

moment.

keep reaching.

xo

A

Nothing hits me more than watching the sunrise.  Day after day, it comes.  It’s always a new day, an opportunity for a new start, a do-over, a “try again” day.  A beginning.  And He did this for us.

I am humbled in the presence of the sunrise.

The morning was gorgeous.  The blooms were a-plenty.  I have been to see the Cherry Blossoms many many times over the past many years, and this years were some of the fluffiest, pinkest, fully-attached blossoms I have seen during the bloom season. 

But it was when I saw this grove that my heart went all a-flutter.  I knew that this was it, my black and white image.  I know, who thinks “cherry blossoms” and thinks “black and white”?  Right?  Me.  Don’t get me wrong, I love the all the colors and shades of pink, but this, this is how I see.  And this made my day.

Here are a couple more of my faves ~

I call this one “flight.”  Bird v. plane.

I hope you all had a great weekend.  I look forward to sharing more from my weekend ~ two shoots and some actual pics of my kiddos.

till then,

A

From the brutal winter of 1776 when a meager 2500 men, one-third of whom were barefoot and frostbitten, trekked through snow, and followed General George Washington across the Delaware River to surprise a well-trained Hessian Army, to our world today.  So many have fought for my freedom, for your freedom, and made the ultimate sacrifice.  “Victory or Death.”

Today.  Remember.

And then the rains come.

What do you see in your yards?  Go explore today.