The big green found box l Charleston family photography

Posted on September 23, 2010

I had a beach session tonight that we had to reschedule because the little girl’s Mom had a migraine.

(Boy, do I sympathize. Evil, terrorizing afflictions. I get lots of different types of headaches, but migraines are the only ones that make me seriously consider taking a consciousness-killing anvil to my head, Wile E. Coyote-style, to score a brief break from the pain.)

But, see, my camera battery was all charged up, and I wanted to *shoot*.

I had to make do with my back yard and 17 month old daughter, who spends most of her time running from the camera or attempting to snack on it.

I love that nifty depth-of-field that disguises the sad truth, that you could hide a rusty Buick in the length of our back yard grass. Luckily, about 5 minutes after I snapped this pic, a neighborhood teenager/lawn care entrepreneur  showed up to remedy the situation.

A flower!

And big brother ran up to show me his bounty. I promise it was already dead when he found it. Please don’t call PETA on us.




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