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Day Seventeen. My lovely assistant’s family & some busy-work.

My life: Well, ’tis the season of chaos and late-nights. As a portrait photographer, I find myself doing about 50% of my year’s work in just two and a half months. It can be exhausting!! But somehow we always come through for our clients and we always get it all done, with time to spare….

Day Fourteen. My best friend’s beautiful children.

 My life: I have one of life’s most precious gifts, and one not everyone can claim. I have a best friend that has been my friend since I was three years old. That’s 30 years of sharing life. That’s amazing to me. We have been through all of life’s trials and heartaches, triumphs and joys…

Day Eleven. My baby turned 16 today.

I can hardly believe it, even as I type it; my little boy is 16 years old! I remember the day he was born with vivid detail. I was just 17 years old that day; naive, scared, excited, sad, confused, yet so sure of my decision. Months earlier my father and I had a meeting…

Day two. My favorite beach, a honey & a new habit.

Hey, check it out; I’ve made it to day two! Don’t laugh, it would be easy to slip. Its not a habit yet! I have another habit I am trying to create; running. Not that I have TIME for running. I am honestly not sure when I am going to squeeze it in. But I…

Day one. Oh, so very sweet and new.

Okay, I have been a TERRIBLE blogger lately. One visiting my blog might think I’ve about gone out of business and have nothing left to write about. On the contrary! The problem is that I am TOO busy. Busy running back and forth between Milwaukee, Wisconsin and the Bay Area of California, and of course,…

Taking a Short & Sweet to San Francisco’s Crissy Field.

Our September Short & Sweet was so hot, we booked solid already. So we’ve decided to tentatively open up a second Short & Sweet session in San Francisco at Crissy Field.  This is a great & very “California” location, with many of the images incorporating the Golden Gate bridge (weather cooperating, of course). We don’t…