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.
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.