“That is one good thing about this world…there are always sure to be more springs.” ~L.M. Montgomery
I should be in the thick of Spring Mini Sessions by now. Spring sessions are on hold, as is most of the rest of the economy. As a self-employed photographer, spring mini sessions make up a nice bulk of my business every year. I truly love heading out into the newborn world with you all, and I am sad to miss this time, but I hope you are all healthy and staying well, I am thinking about each and every one of you!
Who doesn’t want to go out and play in fields of spring wild flowers with their family? Who doesn’t want to watch their kids dancing around with the sheer joy of lovely weather and a spinny dress? Who doesn’t want to catch bubbles, wear flower crowns, kiss and hug and just BE, while I photograph your family as it is right now? It is such a perfect time to capture joy!
I am not doing “front porch sessions” for a few reasons, they are really not sanctioned, not particularly good for photography in general, and they are causing a huge rift in the family photography business right now. But since I am not doing them, and since I can’t be booking client shoots, I have no new client work to show. So I thought it would be nice to look back on a few of my favorites from years past. I miss all of my clients so much! I love seeing the kids grow, I love meeting new babies, I love capturing the love between siblings, the pride in big brother’s eyes while holding his new baby sibling. I miss watching the world wake up with all of “my” families. I love and miss you all, and hope to be back up and running soon!
I do offer gift certificates and I am still here if you would like to order prints or a book from past sessions. Please contact me if you are interested in gift cards, prints or photo books! They make great Mother’s Day presents!
Now dance the lights on lawn and lea,
The flocks are whiter down the vale,
And milkier every milky sail
On winding stream or distant sea;
Where now the seamew pipes, or dives
In yonder greening gleam, and fly
The happy birds, that change their sky
To build and brood; that live their lives.
Nothing is so beautiful as Spring –
When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring
The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;
The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush
The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush
With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.
What is all this juice and all this joy?
A strain of the earth’s sweet being in the beginning
In Eden garden. – Have, get, before it cloy,
Before it cloud, Christ, lord, and sour with sinning,
Innocent mind and Mayday in girl and boy,
Most, O maid’s child, thy choice and worthy the winning.
~Gerald Manly Hopkins
A Light exists in Spring
Not present on the Year
At any other period —
When March is scarcely here
A Color stands abroad
On Solitary Fields
That Science cannot overtake
But Human Nature feels.
It waits upon the Lawn,
It shows the furthest Tree
Upon the furthest Slope you know
It almost speaks to you.
Then as Horizons step
Or Noons report away
Without the Formula of sound
It passes and we stay —
A quality of loss
Affecting our Content
As Trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a Sacrament.