i am a cryer. always have been. i cry when i am sad, scared, lonely, frustrated, angry, or hurt. i also cry when i am happy, surprised, inspired, proud, safe, moved by beauty. i cry when i see others crying or hurting. i cry when i think about the past. i cry when i […]
i am not suggesting that photography makes me a good parent but sometimes it does make me better. the other day i was lying around feeling sick and pitiful. i had no intention of getting up and dusting off my camera. i was resigned to the fact that i was going to miss out on […]
that one day when you and your grandma hunted for hermit crabs as the sun raced away. that was a lovely day. the freelensing fun doesn’t stop here. next up is my dear friend, the extraordinary Lens & Beauty.
“And in my heart, sweet Autumn, thou art the awakener of many, many things. At thy touch the deep fountain of memory is stirred, and its shadowy bank is thronged with many cherished images and hallowed recollections of the Past!” from “An Autumn Reverie” by Elizabeth J. Eames Up next is my deeply talented friend Erin Hensley. […]
i hadn’t planned to devote a post to just you. but we were visiting your grandparents and throughout the day these moments kept coming up where your brother and sister went off somewhere with the grandparents leaving just you with daddy and i. you spend your every waking moment trying to catch up to them, […]
