this holy love | the stipes

It can't all be captured.  This holy love can't be transferred to a photo because it is too wondrous and too mysterious.  It is too sacred.

But I tried.

james and claire | warmth and movement

I've kind of held on to this session with hands held to my heart.  

It feels sacred.

James and Claire gave me the greatest gift, the gift of open hands and trusting hearts. I felt like I was painting as I photographed them at their home and on their land.  Everything felt fluid and warm with gold fall light.

Some of my favorites are the precious boyhood treasures of a curious little boy.

The holding hands around the place where James and Claire were married.

Quiet moments in the home.

Tousled hair and crinkly laughs.

I love it all.  

to my sullivan on his 6th birthday

My darling valentine,

I cannot believe that it has been 6 years since you were placed in my arms, the most beautiful, fat newborn. 

This year you wrapped up preschool and skipped your way over to Kindergarten.  You have done beautifully.  You are eager and curious about learning and meeting new friends.

You continue to be my snuggler.  Every evening heavy sighs of happiness fill my ear as you wrap your arms around my neck.  I feel your love deep in my bones.

You are a wonderful friend and can always be found following friends around doing what they want to do.  You also frequently give away your favorite things-just to make others happy.

Every time I've had a bad day, you are there telling me I am the most wonderful mama (even though it isn't true often times) and that you love me so so much.  

You are a gift.  

Sullivan, you are balm to my weary heart.  I am so happy I am your mama.

Mama