Most people seem excited about the cooler weather and full onset of autumn.
Me. Not so much this year.
I keep staring at my laptop background and wishing I was here again….
This remains one of my favorite photos of all times. Maybe it is the peace that washes over when I look at it.
Sometimes life changes. It’s a part of life. Just look at the leaves. Sometimes those changes aren’t bad, just different. A few months ago various circumstances in my life changed and I started working out of the home again. And yet I’ve continued to photograph. I’ve had to say no a lot (which has broken my heart!) but I’ve still kept my foot in the door for a few portrait sessions.
But no more. I’m worn out. I need a break. I rarely have time to photograph just for me any more and work on some projects I’ve wanted to work on for some time. Due to the demands of two jobs I feel uncreative and depleted. So, it is with both regret and excitement that I’ve decided to officially take a 3-4 month break from portrait photography.
And the break coincides perfectly with winter, which, let’s face it, isn’t the best time for outdoor portraits! Sometime in February I’ll reassess the situation and let you know the plan.
Until then, keep stopping by because I plan to keep posting….maybe some shoots I’ve done and haven’t posted, and hopefully more photos like in this post. As the sun burned off the frost this morning, it made a thick fog for about 30 minutes. It was a glorious morning reminding so much of “Morning’s Beauty” from last year.
The end (literally!) of a recent session. Makes me want to follow him into his baseball dreams!
There is not much about this image that is not beautiful. And that is not a boast in my photography work, but rather a compliment to the subjects and the moment between the two of them. Don’t you hope you look this amazing and full of laughter at the same age?
I shot a small wedding for an octogenarian couple (I know!) this weekend. In the midst of taking wedding photographs, I found this little gem. 
As I edited it, the words of the hymn (see bold below) came to mind. They seem so fitting.
Alas and did my Savior bleed
And did my Sovereign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
At the cross, at the cross
Where I first saw the light
And the burden of my heart
Rolled away, rolled away
It was there by faith I received my sight
And now I am happy all the day
Was it for crimes that I have done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity, grace unknown
And love beyond degree
At the cross, at the cross
Where I first saw the light
And the burden of my heart
Rolled away, rolled away
It was there by faith
I received my sight
And now and now and now
I am happy all the day, all the day
Or should I say, remains of summer days. I am in complete denial that fall is upon us. And that I might have to wear a coat to church tomorrow morning. I used to like this time of year. I’m not sure what’s happening to me! In any case. I’m holding on to summer as long as I can. It’s a good thing our roses are still in full bloom helping me believe the cold is not about to win over us.
