It snowed on Saturday. Not much, just a touch over an inch, but while it was coming down, it was magnificent. If you’ve ever lived here – or anywhere in the country with a regular snow-filled winter – you know exactly the magic that snowfall can possess. There is something about brown grasses and expectant branches, the way the trees seem to reach toward the heavens as the snow falls softly, quietly upon their limbs. Falling snow is one of my most favorite things on this planet. Combine it with two of the most beautiful creatures that I have ever laid eyes on and you get……..this: It was a balmy 19 degrees and the sun was quickly setting, so the girls and I began and ended this session in the span of 15 minutes. Their noses were red, their cheeks aglow. But my heart? So very warm. They loved every...
le petit prince
Not too long ago, my best friend since we were knee high to a caterpillar had a baby. A perfect, precious, amazing, darling little boy. I was blessed enough to capture a few images during his first few days of life: Ten perfect fingers, ten tiny toes, I will love you, forever, darling wherever you may go. xo a...
Lillian Kennedy.
Two amazing friends of mine gave birth to a beautiful little girl last month and I was blessed with the honor of documenting the briefest of moments during her first few weeks of life. John and Terri, I hope you enjoy these images. She is a darling girl, that Lily, and I cannot wait to watch her grow. xo a...
Holden.
Usually the eloquent wordsmith, I cannot put together even one cohesive sentence for this post. Two weeks ago, my best friend since the fourth grade (easily one of the absolute most genuine, loving, wholly good people I’ve ever had the privilege of knowing) gave birth to a son. A magnificent, beautiful, perfect little boy she named Holden. I remember the day Nadia called to tell me she was (finally!) pregnant. I remember screaming. Jumping up and down as if we were nine years old again and had just won tickets to NKOTB. Talks of morning sickness, and hip pain and cravings interspersed with delighted squeals and wild laughter. I remember hanging up the phone, bittersweet joy washing over me; She would give birth in Minnesota and I would be in Austin. 1100 miles from it all. Circumstance brought me home in time to witness the birth of Nadia’s son. To...
