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Kristine & Adam

I spent some time with Kristine & Adam over the weekend taking their engagement pictures. It was a beautiful night with amazing light.

Looking forward to their August 20 wedding...

Weldie Family

It's hard to find words to describe this amazing family...I had the privilege of photographing their beautiful family yesterday and had a blast hanging out with the kiddos!
Check out Traci's blog here.

Dennis & Paula

To Dennis & Paula, congrats on your 40th Wedding Anniversary! 

Jackie & Andrew

We had the pleasure of meeting up with Jackie & Andrew this past weekend for a quick little shoot in the 5th Ward. They quite possibly have one of the cutest stories ever, but we'll save that for another day.

It proved too difficult to narrow it down, so get ready for a photo heavy post...

black & white tuesday

just a few more from my shoot with kenz, enjoy...

My favorite b&w...

mac & cheese

It was hard to say goodbye to the weekend...

On Saturday afternoon I had the pleasure of shooting this lovely lady.

We drove.

We trekked through rough terrain.

We talked. 

We laughed.

We laughed a little more.

And she rocked it. 

Her name is Mackenzie, but I like to call her mac-n-cheese...because if you know anything about Dan and I, we have nick-names for everyone. 

Don't forget to check out her blog here...enjoy!

One of my absolute favorites...

Stop back tomorrow for more from my afternoon shoot with Kenz.

Happy Easter!

Friday was one of those days where he quietly worked on his projects, and I worked on mine in the next room. There wasn't much conversation besides a few "hey hun...hey babe's" here and there, and it was exactly the type of day that is an unexpected blessing in the quietness of our home. 


One of my many projects was making these yummies for the kiddos for Easter. After putting my own spin on the recipe, I think my niece and nephew will be thoroughly satisfied with the result. I expect nothing less than a sugar coma by 2pm.

Happy Easter....

extreme home makeover

Ok, so it's not that extreme, it's really only two rooms. 

And it's not a house, it's just our little apartment, but its home to us. 

My absence from the blog is for a good reason. Our apartment has been in desperate need of some updating for some time, and I seem to have taken 'spring cleaning' to a whole new level this year. 

It's still in progress, but it's slowly coming along...
Until I muster up enough courage to share the new decor, you'll have to be content with the above photos from my weekend of painting.

I have a confession to make, that is only about half of the paint samples I got...please, don't judge...I am a girl who is indecisive, so I had to be sure about the color (even if it took 5 trips to Home Depot).

a whole lot of...

Things have been a little quiet on the blog-front...
These first couple weeks of spring (if you can even call it that) have been a little rough.
Most of the time my mood fits the weather which seems to be a whole lot of...

Every so often one of these days shows up...

And I can't wait for more of them...

when i get older, i will be stronger

It was Tuesday morning, we were three days into our trip to Haiti, and it was a mild 90 degrees by 8:30am. Our task set before us that morning was hauling rubble from a crumbled home to the side of the street. Six months earlier the earthquake had turned the two story home with several families living in it, into a one story pile of rubble, and by the grace of God all 14 family members safely escaped the falling home before it was too late. 


No bulldozers, no heavy machinery, just rock by rock, bucket by bucket we walked to the side of the street for a dump truck to haul away the rubble. While we worked tirelessly for a few hours hauling rubble, a group of local Haitians worked along side us. Men, women and little children pitched in to clear away the home in hopes of rebuilding. It was a Tuesday morning and Benson, our new found friend, all of maybe 8 years old filled his coffee tin with rocks from the home and walked it to the street.  His face held a deeper understanding of life and pain than any 8 year old should ever have to know. Benson seemed to time his trips to the street perfectly to Dan's walk back. See, Dan was hauling rubble with a wheel-barrow, and Benson liked to hop in and catch a free ride back.  

Haitians speak Creole, similar to French, which helped me none. There was a distinct language barrier between us and the people of Haiti while we worked, yet there was one song that every child knew and sang that we understood. 


We heard it blaring on the radio as we walked back and forth from the crumbled home to the street. 

Dan would start signing to Benson and he would finish the song while sitting in the wheel-barrow.


As I walked past of group of children playing outside their tent, I heard their sweet little voices, "when i get older, i will be stronger"....and somehow I knew these lyrics had a deeper meaning to these children than just a song. 

Give me freedom

Give me fire

Give me reason

Take me higher

See the champions

Take the field now

You're the fighters

Make us feel proud

When I get older

I will be stronger

They'll call me freedom

Just like the wavin' flag

So wave your flag

Now wave your flag...

In the streets

are exalifting

as we lose our inhibitions

celebration is around us

every nation all around us

Singing forever young,

singing songs underneath the sun

let's rejoice to the beautiful game

and together at the end of day

When I get older

I will be stronger

they'll call me freedom

just like a wavin flag

So wave your flag

Now wave your flag...

Waving Flag by K'naan

2010 FIFA World Cup

That afternoon after removing rubble, we had some downtime before dinner and there there just so happened to be a World Cup game on tv. While the Haitian women worked on laundry by hand, the men took a break from work and watched the Game. The Haitians cheering for Brazil, Dan cheering for Holland. 

And there they were, pouring rain, covered by tarps...huddled around a tiny little tv...

Golden Weekend

Yes, I know it's Tuesday, but my weekend included Monday...and it was golden.

listening to...

celebrating...

A little breakfast at our favorite diner, surprise mani & pedi, shopping, driving the open road,
and a d-lish steak dinner made for the perfect birthday. 

Here's to turning 28, just when I think life doesn't get any better, 

new friendships are formed, 

love runs deeper that I thought possible,

and life gets more beautiful. 

I can't wait to see what this next year brings. 

I'm thanking God, who makes things right.

I'm singing the fame of heaven-high God.
Psalm 7:17 the message

Lauren Lee- part 2

A few more images from my shoot with Lauren Lee...enjoy.

Lauren Lee- part 1

Where to start...

This is attempt number 38,210 at writing this post, and still I can not come up with anything clever to say. So, in an attempt to not bore you, I'll let the photographs speak for themselves.

I introduce to you....Lauren Lee.
She has a gift, I mean- this girl can sing.
And not only can she sing, but she can play guitar, piano, and put together a mean outfit (please tell me I'm not the only one with just a little jealousy running through the veins?)

Check out her website, and her blog

Prepare yourself for some major fierce-ness...

I have so many favorites, so you'll just have to wait until tomorrow to see the rest!