I am drawn to them, the remnant of last year’s hydrangeas now softly suspended in the front garden. “I see you” I say to them. I see their truest form, their inmost makings now…
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Not so fast, Winter. Where do you think you are off to? I am not ready to relinquish the peaceful days of quiet that you bring. How I loved your cold nights that forced…
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This boy has my heart. We chatted on the way to church today about the good old days, when there was more time for dirt bike riding and exploring in the woods. This is…
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I love this photo of Samantha and Michael that I took during their engagement session. They will be married next month. I am honored to be part of love their story, even in if…
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I was so thrilled when Katie decided spontaneously to come home tonight. Chris and I stopped by the store on our way home and I hurried around the aisles getting the supplies to make…
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I have to remind myself daily that this project isn’t about what I can do. This visual counting of gifts can often feel like it has to be contrived. Just like everything else when…
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Just last week this hill was covered in snow. And yet, here they come. When I discovered them today in the lower pasture, the same pasture that I photographed boys on snow tubes last…
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I love this image of my husband. It shows a side of him that only those close to him get to see. He is a man of conviction. He believes deeply in God and…