Another treat from childhood – the sticky joy of devouring a fluffernutter sandwich. [For those of your who are inexperienced with this New England classic click here]
Still Life with Fluff
Fluffernutter on wheat.
Monthly Archives: July 2009
In honor of the new HP movie . . . .
I’ve created a list of streets I’ve been on recently that I suspect have something to do with JK Rowling
1. Holloway Avenue
2. Sneath Lane
3. Ormsby Cutoff
4. Buzzard Lagoon
Childhood and summer. They go together pretty well. Spending so much time this summer back on the east coast, I began to remember how divine the heat of summer could be. The delight of jumping of things. The glee in hanging upsidedown from the monkey bars and watching the world from a new prospective. And so I was able to vicariously relive all this with the irrepressible Emily and her patient big brother Ayden.
Monkey bars.
Swinging.
Trying to do what your big brother can do.
Jump.
A little ‘Lyrical’ happening.
I felt compelled to post at least one image as I was editing this afternoon. This is one of my favorite portrait from my lovely Sunday afternoon engagement session with Georges and Patrick. Thanks to Benjamin Spear of Thinkside for introducing me to this handsome and newly engaged couple.
Last Saturday I got to rock out with the lovely and tall drink of water that is Boston photographer Margaret Singer. I first met Margaret when she took photos of me at the Anti-Workshop in Seattle a few summers ago. We’ve kept in touch, and since I’m back on the east coast, Margaret invited me to shoot a wedding with her at Loon Mountain. It was great to be on the same side of the lens are her this time around.
Jill and Matt’s ceremony was held at the summit of Loon giving us a New Hampshire perfection backdrop of hazy blue mountains. There were whipping, invigorating winds as we emerged from the gondolas that carried us to the peak. All in all you can’t much beat a mellow, happy day in the sunshine on a mountain top.
A few images from the day:
The bride getting ready.
Toes scrunched as the dress goes on.
Taking it very seriously, the flower girl, patiently watches her hair get done.
The groom, waiting on the mountain.
Lining up before the ceremony
Waling down the aisle, looking at Dad.
The guests gave their blessings and prayers for the marriage.
The gondola ride back to the reception.
A cannoli and a kiss, at the Octagon Lodge at Loon Mountain.
The rings and a matchbox.
side note: The universe is increasingly smaller and smaller. It turns out that I went to high school with the groom.