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Sometimes life happens, and I am away from this space far too long. And I start to feel a little like something is missing. And then on a random morning, the light is shining through my kitchen window just so. Girls are screaming and chasing one another, the table is set, coffee is brewed, breakfast is eaten, and dishes are cleared. And I quietly document it all, and I begin to feel whole once again.
On Saturday, I spent the afternoon with close friends. Friends that I’ve known for over a decade. We’ve truly grown up together – through college, numerous moves around the country, marriage, kids – it’s amazing how our friendship has evolved through it all. And as you can see, their home is bathed with beautiful light. The kind of light that warms conversation and casts beautiful shadows into the early evening hours. Their home is a place where you immediately feel at ease. I’m sure you know the feeling – it radiates from these images. Shoes come off at the door as warm smiles and hugs greet you. And as you sink down on the sofa, your feet automatically tuck right underneath you – because there is a familiarity that comes with knowing you are welcome. You are truly at home. And this last image below was taken by my good friend, Trey – his very first shot with the hassie. It was actually my first time letting someone else hold her, let alone take a photo! I enjoyed showing him how to look through the viewfinder, focus, press the shutter, and pull out the film. He guarded it closely as it developed, and carefully peeled apart the film to reveal the image he had just taken. Simply having a physical photo in your hand, mere seconds after you take it, is priceless. I think he just might love the hassie just as much as I do. It’s quite addicting.
If you walk into my home at any given moment, you will find cameras on almost every surface. On the table, on a shelf, on a desk…. just as long as it is out of reach of little hands. And there’s a reason to this madness. At any given moment – I’ll grab what’s closest to me. To document what I see, right there, at that time. And when I’m heading out the door, I’ll grab the closest camera that is loaded with film and carefully set it in my bag. It’s heavy, yes – and cumbersome, yes – but I almost feel as if I’m lost if I don’t have at least one with me. You’d be amazed at how film cameras are quite the conversation starters. This weekend, the hasselblad with the polaroid back with my camera of choice. More to share soon….
It’s always a good time for tea…..
A little diy project that I completed recently. These shelves warm up the space in my kitchen so nicely. Getting the shelves lined up correctly and level was a pretty big deal for me! Did I mention that I love to drill? And a capture of my attempt at finding something to put on the shelves. It’s still a work in progress, but I’m finding that less is better.
A recent morning spent with my mom. For as long as I can remember, my mother has started her day with with a cup of coffee. As a little girl, I remember the aroma filling the house every morning. Of course, I didn’t have an appreciation for it back then. And I’d like to think there was a reason for that. So that now, I can truly appreciate our conversations over a hot cup of coffee. Conversations I don’t think I was ready to have back then.
I realized a few things this weekend: + Life is short. Too short. (I hugged my littles a bit longer than needed this weekend, and said an extra prayer.) + Some things are not worth arguing about. + The things that matter most in life are family and friends. + Never turn down a last minute Sunday brunch invitation with a girlfriend. You’ll have fun, I promise. + When faced with a decision on whether to buy something or experience something, always choose the experience. (Do you remember what you received for Christmas when you were 9? But I bet you do remember the vacation your family took that year.) + How you start your morning, particularly if it is a morning by the water, can set the tone for your entire day.
Beds are rarely made in my house. I love how an unmade bed simply calls me to crawl right back in…..
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Not today… 
wonderful images, especially love the first & last
Our lives play tricks on us sometimes. So good to feel happy.. Love your images.. Carla
Beautifull photographed (and worded).
beautiful photos, beautiful moments.
I know exactly what you mean about feeling whole again…
Beautiful, as always.
Ronnie xo
This looks like a perfect depiction of the phrase about life happening in the small moments. I want to sit at your table with the row of flowers. (It looks like that one is bowing to you.)
So beautiful. Like time stood still in a dream…
The light here and the quiet moments you captured are inspiring. I especially enjoy the fourth one down. Looks like you should never not be taking photographs.
beautiful series of images.