Whistleman Family

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.bsomeIMG_7378 bsomeIMG_7390c bsomeIMG_7534 bsomeIMG_7482 bsomeIMG_7536 bsomeIMG_7498 bsomeIMG_7455 bsomeIMG_7426 bsomeIMG_7469 bsomeIMG_7477bw

Kimberly, Justin, Echo {mini}

If dogs are family then Echo is my nephew. My spoiled little turd of a nephew. I met with Kimmy and Justin and my turd of a…I mean, Echo, on what was probably the coldest day of this year so far. I exaggerate. They were up for anything so we wandered to this rundown nook in New Market. It made a great stale backdrop for their fun-loving personalities to shine through.
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