Improvise...

When we sync up, shoots often have a life of their own. 

I wish I could tell you I had a plan, but I don't. It's often the lack of having one that puts just the right amount of pressure on me to look for the light...and put you in it. It's usually a space you or I never could have imagined.

I continue to be thankful for everyone that trusts me...and opens up their world to me, which reminds me of a quote that I share from time to time...

'Great photos are not taken...they're given' ~ Fred R. Conrad

Stormy days...

A brief reprieve from the storm? Perhaps.

…but when Dad’s smiling like this, the storm is the least of your worries :)

Today we’re hopeful for brighter days ahead.

Dad’s left kidney is being removed this morning due to the cancer inside it.

There’s a rhythm to my heart projecting strength and positive vibes.

For him.

To him.

I have no doubt the smartest of devices could pick up the signal thru the strongest of storms — a beacon representing love and home.

You know where we are Dad.

Good luck!

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71...

Yesterday, strolling the boards with Mom & Dad.

A day trip to the beach for his 71st birthday.

Just like when we were kids.

Back then, Dad would occasionally wake up on a Saturday morning with an itch to go and we packed up quickly and went.

This time around, Tim and I drove up separately to surprise him.

It's hard not to get instantly reflective when you're in a place that defined your summers as a kid.

As a family.

Then.

Now.

It goes by faster than they say.

The sights and sounds and smells here bring it all rushing back.

I'm a kid again.

...and Dad's happy.

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