If you have one, you know there is something beautiful that ties you to each other.
It’s without color or shape, or even form… but it’s there.
It is an unspoken, irreplaceable, and an indescribable kind of magic.
For that reason (and many others) I love these images of Hannah and Ella.
Sisters.
Blue skies and a wild bride. A great combination. Leah and Mikes engagement session lead Leah to climb out on fallen trees 20 feet in the air, so it was no surprise that she was completely thrilled to kick off her shoes and jump into the sea on her wedding day. Congratulations Leah and Mike!!
I believe this one was pure elation at how great the cold ocean felt on her feet!
I don’t know your story. The details. The particulars.
I don’t know what time you get up every morning, how you like your coffee, or even your favorite color. I don’t know how you might describe yourself, your son, your life. I don’t know a whole lot, looking through my lens. But the beauty of it all, is that I can feel it all. I can feel how he fills you up when he reaches for a hug. I can see your face become full of light as you watch him run towards us. I can feel the unbreakable, undeniable and unparalleled love between the two of you, and I can’t help but smile… from the inside out.
I don’t know your story, your details… but I know how much this little man means to you. Its a beautiful thing. I’m honored to be a part of your story, however small that part may be. May your road ahead be full of light and love and of course magic.
An otherwise grey Campbell River day. Rain. Damp. Fog. Eeyore style.
Driving home this morning from an appointment, everything was gloomy. Dark jackets pulled tightly over people scurrying to escape the rain. People waiting for busses, income tax returns and babies to be born. Windshield wipers on high speed. Puddles ruining new shoes, turning a freshly weeded garden into a pool of mud. Dark, glum and infused with a subtle scent of anticipation. But, if you close your eyes and stand under shelter, the birds are chirping as though they don’t notice. Then the most surprising gift of all… the pink cherry blossoms bursting off countless trees around town.
Instead of being consumed with they grey waiting today. I choose to notice the beautiful new pink flowers growing like they can’t see the rain.
But, thats just me.
I know that I’ve posted a whole lot about little Landon lately… see last two entries, but I just can’t help it!
Here is little Landon at two weeks old, with his mom and dad.
What a love. (Can’t possibly tell you how excited this makes me to meet our little girl! Not long now…)
This one cracks me up… somewhat like..”Yahoo, I made it to the world!” So cute!
