34 months for Remy; 16.3 months for Clive. A piece of our afternoon.
eleven months (clive louis)
A late post, in a new place–typically I post monthly updates on the boys’ Xanga sites, but with Xanga likely about to disappear forever, they’ll be posted here from now on.
Clive turned eleven months right towards the end of a four-day-long deep cleaning and packing spree as I prepared our house and family for a month out-of-town. I uploaded his pictures with the full intent of posting his update after we reached our destination. I didn’t plan on spending the day trying to find out if I had broken my foot or not.
But we are here, my foot isn’t broken (though I can’t use it at all), and Littlest Muse’s post is only a few days late. All’s well that ends well, right?
ashlyn & kevin {hello, life} | atlanta maternity photography
It was a very beautiful but very humid evening that found this lovely couple and I going for a stroll in the woods; our goal was to capture memories of their family-of-two before it became a family-of-three.
My chief goal as a photographer is not just to take pictures, but to allow for the entire session to be part of the memory made–for it to be recalled fondly as images are shared, for conversations to be remembered, for jokes to be retold, for awkward moments to find new humor.
Kevin and Ashlyn jumped right in at my suggestion (not literally, as it was way to hot for any real jumping) and filled their session with talk about the sweet little boy that is about to join their family. It was such a joyful evening for me, and I’m so pleased to share some of my favorites from the session here.
asher :: {hello world} | acworth newborn photography
the m family :: {hello, legacy}
lindsey :: {hello, life}
Not long ago, while walking the trail at a local national park, we came upon the perfect little glen filled with long, yellow weeds grass that was just breathtaking in its golden serenity.
I knew right then that I needed to take someone’s picture there–preferably in an ornate antique chair–and, thankfully, Lindsey was willing to take me up on that offer!
Of course, I then reflected that it was sort of a walk to get there. Or a trek, really.
“How long of a walk?” I was asked.
“Oh…not long.” It had only taken a few minutes for us to get there, ourselves…or was it fifteen? I couldn’t remember. Thirty? But we were walking with a toddler…and I was taking pictures along the way…surely it couldn’t take that long!
Fortunately, a week or so later, I found a spot nearly identical to my little glen at another part of the park, only this time it was right across the street from a parking lot. This is a very good thing, since it meant I didn’t have to carry the big, ornate, antique chair for forty-five minutes (I really can’t remember how far it was) and I wouldn’t be responsible for sending my friend into pre-term labor by dragging her out to some remote place for pictures.
Unfortunately, Lindsey is such a breathtakingly beautiful pregnant lady that it has been extremely difficult to choose which pictures I would share here on my blog (because I for sure can’t post all 150-or-so that I liked, right?) But here are my very favoritest favorites. š
Enjoy!