In a family

Who doesn't love a beautiful family.

I love that you can see little stories unfold within a family. You can see how daddy interacts with Katie, with Kylie. With mom. You can see special connections with Katie and mommy, mommy and Kylie. You can see everyone's unique relationship, and then stand back and appreciate the whole family. Together.

Within a family, there are so many special moments, delicate and beautiful relationships, and so much love. It should be celebrated and documented, carefully.

After much re-scheduling the universe smiled upon us. Giving us some magic light, and a perfect session. Jesse you are a lucky man to be surrounded by such beautiful gals.

Thank you for allowing me, to be a part of your family's story. A beautiful one it is.

Erv and Carey

"The first time I saw her, she was sitting at the bar at the Earls in Victoria, she looked so hot." He said. Many roundabouts and different turns and some ten plus years later life would bring them together again, this time... both in the perfect place for each other. I love, when life nudges you in the right direction, at exactly the right time.

The stars aligned. Not long later... Carey was looking at baby clothes. They knew. They just knew.

Along came Lucia. Their precious baby girl. Ten months later, at the beautiful Barcelo Los Cabos Resort, Carey and Erv would be married under the warm and beautiful Mexican sun. The waves would crash along the shoreline behind them. Their family and friends sitting, watching, supporting, smiling. They would hold hands, smile, laugh, cry and celebrate what they had found in each other. Light. Love. Warmth.

Erv and Carey are simply amazing. Together, with their baby girl they have created something seriously awesome. They are the real deal folks. I am so honored to have been chosen to photograph their wedding. May the universe continue to smile upon you three.

Happy 1st Birthday Maisie Lu.

She was born one year ago today. On my moms birthday. Happy Birthday Grandma!

Today, is our girls first birthday. You had one, I had one. We don't remember it. But I bet our parents do. I bet they remember bringing us home. Sleepless nights. Being unsure if they were doing everything right, or wrong. I bet they remember our first cries. Our firsts. I bet they do.

I can assure you, I will never forget the day my girl was born. I don't think you can quite describe it, quite ever really know... until you know. It is the greatest journey. The most incredible story. The most beautiful masterpiece. That just keeps changing and growing and changing you all at the same time. In so many ways.

I love you my sweet girl. May you have countless more firsts. May your life be full of joy, and love and endless happiness. May your sorrows be meaningful and profound and may you have the wisdom to see them as lessons. May your entire life be infused with depth and compassion and good health. May you always look for the sunshine, and see the beauty in the rain. May you dance like it's nobody's business and cry big juicy tears when you need to. May you be able to feel every emotion, the good the bad and the surreal. May life shower you with as many blessings as possible. May you have a free spirit and a light heart. Maisie Lu may your life be amazing, even in the ordinary moments. In every moment.

Happy first birthday Maisie Lucinda. You have all of me. Effortlessly.

So much to say.

When you travel to Mexico on your own (for a fabulous wedding). There is a lot of time for reflection. When you travel to Mexico the week before your baby's first birthday, nostalgia is inevitable.

Inspired by the light and a desire to get a feel for my surroundings and possible wedding locations, I set out unaware of what I might find. Camera in hand. Heart full of warm and fuzzy wonder. I wandered through the foreign complex, marveling at beautiful structures, shapes, and reflections. I followed the sound of the crashing waves and was led into the enchanting Los Cabos sunset.

I thought about how much had happened in a year. I thought about all of the firsts. Hers, mine. Ours. I thought about what we had come through, what we had been through. What joys, what moments. I was full. Full. Overflowing.

Tomorrow is her first birthday. I have so much to say. But for tonight. No words.