today.

was full of light.

metro?

Ronalynn and I found this advertisement walking around Palm Springs one day. I had to take a picture. I'm glad I did, because today I needed laughter. Maybe you do too. Hope this helps. :)

in motion

These were forgotten. They have been sitting on my point and shoot since I took them the last night in Quebec. When I found them yesterday, I couldn't stop looking. The color, the motion, the stillness within the photos. They are completely imperfect, yet so full of life and beauty, just what I love.

portraiture: erin

Our moms were pregnant together. We were each other's first friend. We had a few hiccups along the way, such as Erin's frustration with my tendency to say lellow instead of yellow at the age of 2 and my permanent jealousy of her perfectly coiffed hair by the time third grade rolled around. But one thing has always been the case, we've always been best friends. Erin is the best friend whom I will unabashedly snoop in her closets - as I did last weekend - and most likely enter her home without knocking for the remainder of my life. Because really, she's more like a sister and represents home in the true sense of the word when I'm with her. She accepts me - crazy and all.

One thing about Erin that you will notice quite quickly is that she is GORGEOUS. She did me the favor of modeling for a portrait shoot a few months ago and here are a few of my faves.








and i fell in love with this last "in between" shot.

newport sundays

Sundays are slow days for me. They call for waking up to sunlight instead of an alarm, a mug of coffee and the newspaper or a good book. Recently, I've taken to driving down to Newport after my slow morning with a friend a few hours before church. Last Sunday, I had the delightful company of Erin who allowed me to do a portrait session with her. I'll be posting a full post with photos from the session, but here are a few photos from the day — reminders of a lovely slow Sunday.





happy slow sunday!

peace

In the midst of a tumultuous week, there have been moments of grace, allowance for tears and places for joy. This photo was an accident and I fell in love with it. It reminds me of peace. So I leave you with this for today.

Peace be with you as I seek peace alongside you.

beach party weekend: january

It was January. The sky had every right to be gray. But it chose to be blue. And I’d like to think it was just for us – the few hours we sat on the front porch of a beach house and sipped coffee and played volleyball on the beach. Then just when we went inside to make lunch, the sky turned gray and little teardrops started to fall from the sky. It had waited for us and I was thankful.

This past January, a group of us first year ISFers took to Newport in comfortable clothes and warmth at our friend Drew's family beach house. It was definitely a blessed weekend and for me, a great getaway from my Old Testament class.