whelp, this post is looooong overdue. Sometimes I get to meet the most glorious people and I secretly wish we could be besties (and I could have their daughter’s name). It feels like it has been a good year for that. I am endlessly curious about other families and moms. A part of me wants to scoot right up and just listen and watch. I guess that is kinda what my job is, AND I get to create photographs. win win for me!
bonnets. oh my. they really are the most ADORABLE thing ever. I am still trying to convince Pip to grace her head with one. she is perfectly willing when they have bunny ears ~ makes perfect sense.
The everything bonnet pattern is now in the etsy shop!
Another pattern is added to the shop!! I am rapidly becoming addicted to creating these. I made my first whimsy bunny for Gwyneth when she was around 4 for Easter. It is still a favourite friend!
Pattern available in the etsy shop!
I have a whole swack of sisters. When I was young I would feel so special when I would tell people how big my family was. My dad would always say he has 6 daughters and they each have 2 brothers..
figure that one out.
Sometimes all we need to a portrait. A marker of what IS. simple.
I adore messy, love soaked, playful lifestyle images. I love curated, stylized, intentional sessions. Yet, no matter what… I come back to the simple portrait.
Sometimes we just need to see our people with nothing extra… cause they are ENOUGH.
I am starting a thing. the minimalist portrait session. cause sometimes you want a picture of the people you LOVE.
The first offering will be at the DWELL LOFT on February 9th. 11am - 12am. shoot me a message for more info!!!
I really cannot get enough of my Gwynnie. Some clean light, a neutral wall and 10 minutes.
my crew 2018.
I met Tara years ago. She was a fifth grade teacher and eagerly anticipating the birth of her first child. She has FOUR now…. and she is divine.
Whenever I do a family session for her I am left with a fire of determination. She has built a business from the heart of what she loves AND she has the patience and love of a saint with her kids. I struggle in this area…. I love being around those that inspire me pause and love more. To take in the crazy, the wonder and spirit that only kids can bring. Thank you a million times over!
If you are in search of the perfect gift, search no further. Really really. My Pippa sleeps with her own handmade blanket every.single.night. It has accompanied us on every holiday and soothed many sorrows. A life-saver.
Weighted blankets are also one of her many offerings. Miracles upon miracles! Anxiety sleepers can finally have some peace. CHECK IT OUT! Really…this is not an affiliate thing, just my heart offering you something I love.
I have deeply desired to make a bird hat for YEEEEAAAAARRRRSSSSS. I am still perfecting the creation of this pattern and I do plan on adding to my ETSY shop so all can create bird hats at their whim. Miss Pip was going to wear it for Halloween. She is not. Her latest plan is a Peter Pan princess or a replay of last years little Red riding hood. Or a princess. Or a princess ninja. She has a princess thing going on….
I few years ago I resented my hubby for insisting on living in Lethbridge. Dreaming to live with fruit trees, mild winters and flowers, I was unsettled.
Overtime I have found little pockets of gold nestled in Lethbridge and area that are slowly appeasing my heart. One of them is little shops like Crazy Cakes. It is just like out of a novel. Quaint, family owned, with fiercely loyal patrons. The confections created are immaculately made and taste like sugar drops from heaven. Long ago I dreamed of having a little ‘patisserie’. Finding one that I can admire and frequent stirs my heart in the fondest ways.
These pictures are from I went with my two youngest when summer was a thing…
pictures are magic. they have the capacity wipe away the petty toil of the actual event like the balm of Vick’s vapour rub on a congested nasal passage.
My hubby and I are opposing characters in many ways. This was not an intentional arrangement on our part really… we were stupidly young when we embarked on marriage and really had NO IDEA if we were well suited. Nineteen years and five kidlets later we are still married and wildly opposites. Really though, does one ever really know if you are well suited? I would offer that the disposition of the person willing to change, learn and love is what creates prolong companionship. AND NOT GETTING MARRIED STUPIDLY YOUNG. That was for my kids if they ever read this.
My dearest is a avid hiker. I am not. I am a dreamer, a maker. Hiking is all well and fine, but it TAKES ALL DAY. When I realized my aversion stemmed from that thought I recognized maybe I needed to be a little more present. maybe… Nature is the companionship of mindfulness.
The other morning he approached me with a heavy face and presented his Merrell Hiking boots for my inspection. Years of marriage has taught me the proper response… ‘Are they broken? After 20 years? They were the boots you wore on our first hikes together! Glue won’t fix them this time. Shall we perform a burial service?’
We have traversed many many hikes and trails over the years. MAAAAANNNNNNYYYYYY. It’s give and take, right??? Last Easter we feasted on ZION’S CANYON. Here is what we learned on our adventure, may it guide you if your choose to sorjourn to this wildly amazing place.
Easter is a crazy busy time, but I think it is always busy so….
We stayed in Springdale, Utah at the Best Western Plus. It was brand spankin’ new with intro rates that Adam found with his obsessive hiking trip planning behaviour and it was DIVINE. The view is surreal from the hotel itself. The mountain scape is stark orangey-red with luminous blue skies. In early April the evenings were mildly cool with the days mounting into the high 20’s (CELSIUS, so WARM).
The local atmosphere was quaint and had some good local food joints. Our faves were Zion Pizza & Noodle and Oscar’s Cafe. We were panicked with the food situation at first, as we usually do it cheap with grocery stores and ‘value food’…. The grocery store option was wanting and the local Subway wasn’t in business yet. Feeding a family of 7 with restaurant fare can become rather steep quickly… We ordered 3 meals and split it between us ~ we always pack dry soup, microwave emergency food as one kid will ALWAYS hate the supper procured…. we had bagels for lunches.
Our first hike was Kolob Canyons. It is INSANELY BEAUTIFUL and outside the park, itself. DO IT. It isn’t as busy with people and is a little more ‘rugged’ than inside the park. We were thrown for a loop with how ‘developed’ Zion’s was…
Brushing one’s teeth is a must. Really really. Yet, convincing my kids of such is a feat I often face. They will go as far to wet their toothbrushes to FAKE IT. What they don't believe is that I was once a kid and I may have done the same thing. I disgust myself.
I was tickled to do this commercial shoot for Molr Dental Club . I had so many ideas swirling in my head. Honestly, I still do. The best part about the whole business was how ridiculously excited my kids were about these toothbrushes. Like BEGGING me for them. Right down grovelling. Needless to say, they are brushing those pearly whites and not just wetting the toothbrush now. Give yourself the gift of grovelling kids are dangle these vibrant brushes in from of their eyes.
I get to call these lovelies family. I never tire of photographing at the Lethbridge Indian Battle Park… Nature keeps it new and changing all year long.
Welcome to the place where you always belonged. It feels almost reverent walking into the home where a brand spankin’ new babe is nested. There is a tired tension in the air, mixed with an atmosphere of vigilant protectiveness, weary parents and rattled siblings.
Baby, you are so so loved. Welcome home.
I still remember the first time my gaze fell upon the coulees. I was around 10, maybe, and my brother married a girl from southern Alberta; the beginning of many journeys to the area.
I was mesmerized and instantly wanted to explore and climb within their vastness. And I now I do. This stretch of coulee lies a few short blocks from our house and our own little paradise.
I am still dying over this costume. Grab a long sleeve white shirt and safety pin white feather boas all over it. Yellow tights and yellow cleaning gloves stuffed and tied onto shoes, topped with a pilot cap with a red felt chicken thing on top.
I originally did this costume when my Penny was 2. I still remember seeing it displayed in the pages of the baby Martha Stewart magazine. I fell in love. I lOVED those magazines. We were poor students then, but I would still hoard each copy and thumb through them like a child with a Sears Wish Book. Years later my 4th baby would find the pilot hat I had clumsily made into a chicken topper and wish to be a chicken. Thanks again, Martha, can we pleeeeease be besties?
October is upon us and that means I have been obsessing over Halloween costumes for at least 3 weeks.
Here is a throwback to last year and my lovely Peter Pan. EASIEST COSTUME EVER. Probably not true, but pretty darn close.
Oversized t-shirt from Wallymart, green leggings, old belt and the most adorable felt hat that Peter himself would obviously desire.
The hat is made from heavy acrylic felt. Try to find some that isn’t super bendy and has some stiffness. One seam and viola! Done like dinner.
I have attached the pattern below. Print at 100%(your printer is probably already doing it). I promise it is EEEEEAAASSSY! I usually sew with a 1/4 seam and then trim, turn your hat right side out and fold bottom up to create the brim!
May the world be filled with adorable Pater Pan everywhere.