the everyday


As we race to the 2018 finish line…

Some thoughts on this and that.

I’m slowing down, but life isn’t.

My eyes aren’t what they used to be.

This year ushered in a set of bifocals.

My worries are the same most days. Is everyone OK? What needs to be paid?

I’m enjoying shoots more than ever.

The inner critic remains alongside for the ride, more animated than ever. I chalk that up to caring about delivering. When that voice goes, I’ll probably be not far behind it.

I’m slowing down, but life isn’t.

Every morning I write.

Sometimes a little, sometimes a lot. It pairs well with coffee.

I wish I would have started a long time ago.

I’ve been doing push-ups daily for about a year, maybe more.

Good habits compound.

Our kids love each other most days.

They make us smile big one minute, scream the next.

Legos are still a big thing…as are Fort Nite and YouTube.

I’m slowing down, but life isn’t.

The calendar is full through the end of the year. Par for the course that I’ll miss one day.

Sara and I tag in/out more and more these days.

The EveryDay is good.

A backlog of edits loom.

The EveryDay is everything.

The edits make me appreciative.

I’m slowing down, but life isn’t.

The more I slow down, the easier and easier it is to focus.

…to create (and be of) value.

…to make a mark.

Perhaps it’s just the bifocals.




“They banged doors, they shouted Trick or Treat and their brown paper bags began to fill with incredible sweets. They galloped with their teeth glued shut with pink gum. They ran with red wax lips bedazzling their faces. But all the people who met them at doors looked like candy factory duplicates of their own mothers and fathers. It was like never leaving home. Too much kindness flashed from every window and every portal. What they wanted was to hear dragons belch in basements and banged castle doors.” 

― Ray Bradbury, The Halloween Tree

Let the Light In...

It was late morning.

I had a shoot earlier in the day and I was running around…settling in, charging up for the next one.

As I turned the corner to head down into the basement and sync up with the family…

…this frame caught my eye.

And I sat down immediately on the top step.

Put my cup coffee down.

Rested my arms by my side.

And just soaked in the scene.

Doing so, opened up my ears to my surroundings.

The sound of the TV below.

The kids chatting, then sparring off about this or that.

The hum of the refrigerator alongside me.

Finn wagging his tail behind me.

The warm of the floor beneath me.

The comfort of home.

And a sudden feeling of appreciation for all those things simultaneously,

Simply by pausing.


I smiled.

I took this frame.

I made a mental note.

Let the light in…

Sunday, 10:25AM …

Sunday, 10:25AM …