this weekend i shot a beautiful wedding in Camden, very close to my hometown, and i always find it so tough to get back into the rhythm of living in Rumford….being so far away from family, life long friends, and of course….the ocean. Rumford is close to a plethora of beauty all it’s own but…
there are random moments- tossing a salad, coming up the driveway to the house, ironing the seems flat on a quilt square, standing at the kitchen window and looking out at the delphiniums, hearing a burst of laughter from one of my children’s rooms- when i feel a rush of wave like JOY. THIS is…
none of the photos i planned today for them turned out the way i had planned. none. not for the whole week. not one…single…photo. i had lots in mind. this evening i stooped to bribery (i’m not above a good bribe, folks…you get what you give in this life). i am eating dinner. katie: “can…
dear katie and mikki: this isn’t really a confession…more of a statement…because a confession might mean that i’m not okay with it. but, i am. i live in my head a lot. mostly actually. i don’t know if its from being an only child or maybe it is just a definitive part of who i…
dear mikki and katie… today i picked you up, Katie, and we ran through the slushy mud-soaked snow of the grocery store parking lot. i held your body tight to my chest and felt the vibration of your cherubic giggle radiate through to my rib cage . you untied your arms from around my neck…
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