Posted on November 24, 2010
We don’t get breathtaking color here.
No one’s making a pilgrimage to Charleston to catch the leaves change.
But we work with what we have.
I found this little spot on a path behind our house yesterday. I’d never thought to shoot there before.
Posted on November 18, 2010
So last week I noticed that two of the banes of my existence actually created some pretty cool snaps of my kids.
Dollar weed. Or is it duck weed? What do you call this stuff?
I know it when I see it. And pull it, and have the stem break off halfway down, unless I’m lucky enough to get a tug on the actual horizontal root, and then I get a foot or two at the most removed before it snaps again.
Drives me nuts, popping through the mulch of my flowerbeds with its faux lily pad innocent looking self, and then proceeding to try to take over the place.
But if you find a patch of it in the grass, it makes a nice, dreamy green photo opp location:
And then there’s the late afternoon dust bowl. It doesn’t matter how often I vacuum or dust or chase the toddler-scattered mess, once those golden late afternoon rays flood the house, they showcase a swirling, suspended detritus. Sad, being reminded lately that even the AIR in my house can’t pass the white glove test.
But stick a semi-cooperative kid in the mix, and it looks kind of cool, see?
Here’s my little Gold Dust Child:
Now just gotta find a way to make a half-emptied dishwasher look artistic.
Posted on November 15, 2010
An out of town couple hired me to take some candid portraits of them while they vacationed at the Inn at Middleton Place.
They were such lovely people, and so playful and so in love.
And the bonus was that I was able to visit the secluded inn. I’ve heard great things about it, but never seen it.
The clients had already checked out of their room for the shoot, but they tell me there were real wood-burning fireplaces in the rooms, and a tub big enough to swim laps in. Add a stunning, unique juxtaposition of modern, floor-to-ceiling glass windows organically softened by climbing ivy, and I was as besotted with the inn as the couple was with each other. My jaw dropped, too, when they told me how reasonable the off-season rates were. Once we find an overnight babysitter for all three monkeys, we’re there!
The couple were a bit blog-shy, but they agreed to let me post a few pictures that help tell the story of their relationship and the gorgeous setting.
That’s all folks
Posted on November 10, 2010
But that’s no fun, compared to reading a book
Admiring one’s pedicure
Being busted jumping on the bed 2 minutes later
Refusing to stop jumping on the bed
Posted on November 6, 2010
Once it’s below about 78 degrees, I go into hibernation mode.
Every year, I get lulled into a false sense of security when we can still wear flip flops on Halloween. Then, the jig is up.
Every year, same deal.
Never ceases to amaze me–how fast it happens.
Here are some nice, summery shots I took in our back yard last week-ish:
And now it’s freezing.
Two days ago:
Posted on November 2, 2010
Had a great time Trick or Treating with classmates and neighbors last night.
Baby M’s shirt says “This is My Little Black Dress”. It happened to match the pastor’s sweatshirt at the church fall festival we attended. His said, “These are my church clothes.”
Sometimes, especially with wringly little ones, expression trumps focus.
(Pssst…baby M…on your face…you’ve got a little schmutz…)
Someone just scored some candy
Learning the Charleston
My oldest, demonstrating a marshmallow roasting win
My middle, demonstrating a marshmallow roasting fail