Picture this - it’s July of 1998 (yes, really) and I’m being dragged along with my friends on a youth group trip to an amusement park in Ohio. Awkward 12-year-old me is wearing a t-shirt with a scan of the Titanic VHS cover that I ironed on myself and a red bandana to hold back my greasy hair. SO CUTE right? So I’m half awake because we had had a sleepover the night before and I shuffle over to the parking lot to join the prayer circle before we’re all given our assigned vans for the three hour trip to Cedar Point.

If you follow me on Instagram or know me in real life, you'll know that I can't resist making updates to our home in the winter slow season. This year we went a bit nuts and made a lot of the updates we said we were going to do... five years ago. :-) Between December and February, we repainted the entire first floor, got all new light fixtures, updated my home office, got a FARM SINK (YASSSS), painted the banister, got new "wood" laminate floors, put in a subway tile backsplash, updated all of our hardware in the kitchen and powder room, installed a shiplap wall in the living room and made general updates to our decor. (Thank you Target, HomeGoods, and The Olde Factory in Hummelstown!) I finally got around to photographing our progress of course with cameos from our cats. It's still a work in progress, but I'm loving it!

I’m not gonna lie, nailing a beautiful sun-soaked portrait of you two snuggled up in a wildflower field or an epic macro ring shot feels AH-MAZING. But that’s just the tip of the iceberg of why I truly love being a photographer. I grew up with a camera constantly in my face. My parents adopted me as a newborn in their late thirties and wanted to make darn sure that every moment of my growing up was immortalized in print, usually ordered in duplicate. (Thanks for that, Mom, now I have billions of photos to store in my house.) My mother was the gifted one with photography, meaning that most photos were of me by myself or me and my dad. Photos of her and I from my younger years are rare, so I treasure the heck out of them.