I’m convinced the Whistleman boys wake up with sneakers on because surely they hit the ground mid-sprint each morning. What a pleasure it was to meet up with these two fast-paced bundles of energy…and the parents that keep up with them(!) for a family mini-session on Storybook Trail. The sun was low in the sky and kept saying good night as our session continued. But I managed to get some shots and a decent workout. Successful evening.
I met the Layman Family one brisk Friday evening after school. The park had not yet become busy with families so we took advantage of the tucked-away and beautiful Timberville Park. Little Owen wooed me with his silly faces, Madison was polite and gave me her super sweet smile. I’d say this is a pretty decent way to start off any weekend.
On my way to the Blosser’s home for their family session, I got lost. And right after that, I lost cell service. And soon, I would lose daylight. After zigzagging around Fulks Run, Virginia for nearly thirty minutes, I found their home tucked away on a beautiful patch of land. As the sun began to settle in for the night, their three dogs greeted me with barks while darting circles around me. The baby, Harper, stared at me for a few minutes…then fell asleep, right on her daddy’s chest. The whole evening was perfectly imperfect, just the way I like. What a sweet little growing family!
As I parked on Sunny Slope Farms, I did a mental fist-pump when the fall clouds parted and blue skies appeared. I’ve known Caleb for many years…and knowing him made me very excited to meet the woman that won his heart over. Laura hops out of their car, walks over to me in her noticeably-cute Frye boots and hands me a bag of chocolates. Um, can I marry her? Laura is sweet as pie and fun, too. And she loves to laugh…which is perfect because Caleb can be very laughable! They are a complimentary pair and as we wandered around the farm that evening I imagined them back there, in just a few months, in a wedding gown and tuxedo with all their crazy friends, saying “I do” and sealing it all with a kiss under the same set of trees. They’re in the middle of an exciting journey and I’m so happy to be a part of it.
Jen and Shawn’s friends and family gathered and filled the yard of a family home just outside of Harrisonburg on a very fall-like September Saturday. Brothers, sisters, aunts and uncles chipped in to help with to-do lists while kids ran and screamed and laughed. The cows watched the day unfold as the grey skies turned to blue and two lovers became one family. It was a perfect backyard gathering complete with mason jars, barbecue chicken, glow sticks, soft blankets and a glowing fire. Cheers to you, Jen and Shawn….and to many more lovely evenings, just like this one.
It’s refreshing to witness love. The kind of refreshing that wakes your arm hairs up. The kind that wells your eyes with tears. The kind that makes you feel that part of your heart that sits dormant through your daily routine. Ben and Kenny are refreshing. Their love is real and inspiring. During the ceremony the officiant took several deliberate moments to ask guests to let their thoughts and worries go. To be there with each other and with the grooms. She insisted. And for an undetermined amount of time, I forgot I was there to photograph a wedding. Love was so present as their family and friends stood to reach out their hands in acceptance as Ben and Kenny proclaimed their love. It was a beautiful day and a beautiful experience there on Sunnyslope Farm. Many congrats to you, Ben and Kenny…may your celebration never stop.
Not only did the world gain a precious child…but the family pup gained a baby sister. And now it is his sole duty to watch her every move and raise an ear to her every whimper. Delissa Ana, or Dela, was a quiet, sweet babe on the evening I met her. But I was not fooled…I could sense a depth of personality in those stare-a-hole-right-through-me eyes. This girl will do great things. Thanks for spending an evening of your life with me, Ashley & Mahan!
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I’ve been looking at Jody and her sweet daughter, Ava, through my viewfinder for many years now. But on August 9, 2014, I had the pleasure of documenting a very special day for the two of them: a wedding day. Jody and Ava spent the afternoon getting ready together: hair, makeup, nails…the dress, the shoes. They were like a little team, helping each other out as the minutes passed by. Later that day the two loaded themselves into a golf cart and rode to the ceremony where Ava then walked her radiant mama down the aisle to marry the handsome Mr. Gary Trader. The ceremony took place on the hill at Packsaddle Ridge, in the presence of friends and family from near and far. As the couple sealed their promise with a kiss, the evening sun entered it’s golden hour and the lush greenery surrounding the golf course begged to be their backdrop. The kind attendants carted us around the course and when we returned to the reception, the party was in full swing. The guests danced the evening away, shared laughs and made new memories.
Congratulations to you, my friends!
I’ve always adored the idea of a woman with a pregnant glow. But it wasn’t until I met with Angel for our session that I truly appreciated what that means it all of it’s entirety. This gal blew me away. And it’s not like I don’t know her…I’ve known this girl for years. In fact, she’s one of my most favorite people. Her and her husband, Josh, are two of my close friends. Not close as in we hang out daily but close as in, they’ve been there. Ya know? They are great people and I would do anything for them. And I believe they’d do the same for me…because they have. It was an honor to help them document this special time in their lives. So many laughs and frantic, excited waving of hands. It’s what we do. I can not wait to meet this precious baby Shipp sailing our way in early September.