I’m getting married soon. There are lots of little things that Brooke and I need to get done, but so far the great weight of this life event hasn’t rested completely on our shoulders. This is due to the wonderful people around us who are pitching in their time and expertise to help us make […]
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My friend Elizabeth came into Boston on a northeasterly wind and left as quickly as she arrived. We had brunch, and we went wandering for a spell before she continued her journey south. If you need another case for “it’s the photographer, not the camera”, check out her beautiful pictures and words: thewhales.blogspot.com. It doesn’t matter […]
My sister swung through Brookline the other day in search of a new car seat for my ever-expanding nephew. She needed to give her full attention to picking the safest, best-fitting, and most stylish (cow print) car seat. So, I kept an eye on little man. I never realized how many friends you can make […]
So far Brooke and I have put together an album for every one of our three years together. This is usually a painful experience as I dominate the process with my tyrannical editing practices. We’ve never finished a book without at least one of us crying. I’ve softened up a little over the years, however. […]
Yoon, Travis, and I recently took advantage of the flexible day-time schedule photography careers have provided us. We met up at Victoria’s Diner and talked a little shop. If you’re looking for a place to serve you grits in Boston, Victoria’s is another option. Travis, a North Carolina native, said they were pretty darn good, too.
My sister, brother-in-law, and nephew stopped by for a wonderful brunch yesterday. They brought delights from A&J King in Salem, and we feasted, gossiped, relaxed and watched the little one show off his crawling skills. The weather was warm enough to keep the windows opened and for Brooke to wear her Spring apron. However, I think we […]
My sweetie marches off to work even though I suggested she make it a snow day. Her sense of duty is stronger than mine.
Decision-time at the Parish Cafe.