Connecticut life leaves less time for blogging, and yet I miss sharing in this space. Every week I write down that I'll blog a family and newborn session and plan to blog some daily photos the next week, with the hope of getting into a rotation. Alas, thus far I've failed. Miles to run and photos to actually shoot and life to live pulls me away from my screens, and that seems like a healthier rhythm, at least for me. Still, the contemplation of revisiting photos, whether those I've shot for clients or for myself, also feels beneficial. Plus it means sharing with you.
So, a too-early wake-up has me looking through daily photos and sharing June. I make no promises that I'll be back soon but I hope to share a blog or two here and there, especially as I'm gearing up for fall and my favorite season to backdrop families against.
June 1: Giving Grandma Grandpa's jersey, which the Philidelphia Phillies gifted her upon his passing. I'm glad I got to be the courier.
June 2: Perks of heading to Kentucky: a bonus visit with this cutie.
June 3: From a funeral to a wedding... that's the spectrum of life June covered. Christine and Tim's day, one of my final Honey and Salt weddings...
June 4: Favorite uncle. Also, confidential to Donna, stolen friends ftw?
June 5: After the rain. Christina, my Honey and Salt counterpart, joined me for a few days in Connecticut post-wedding, and somehow I didn't take a photo of or with her. We were at Elizabeth Park when I shot this, though, so I think of it as a visit photo. Does that count? Photographer probz.
June 6: Nothing says sexy like unpacking the last of the moving boxes.
June 7: How quickly this little box made of ticky tacky became home.
June 8: Running in June in Connecticut felt like heaven. Still hot some days but much, much cooler than my Texas self knew what to do with.
June 9: Our yard is a project we didn't get to this year, but it sprouted a good bit of happiness nonetheless.
June 10: Maria and Joe bought the house next door to us 40+ years ago. They ran a shoe store in town for the whole of their career. They're a good conversation, full of stories and life. On nice days you'll find them sitting at the end of their driveway, just like this.
June 11: At the local art festival we bought a print from this guy, and he allowed me a photo. His personality exactly matched the one shot I took.
June 12: Envious much? "He's making you dinner; why isn't he making me dinner?"
June 13: New Haven.
June 14: See what I mean about our yard and happiness?
June 15: Runner probz.
June 16: Grilling pizzas in the rain was not my brightest idea, but Ty went with it.
June 17: The failed reservoir selfie. Because it makes me laugh.
June 18: Connecticut hikes do not suck.
June 19: The literally greener grass.
June 20: Him. Always.
June 21: The rose garden in bloom. Elizabeth Park, a ten minute drive (or 30ish minunte run) from our house, homes the oldest rose garden in the United States. It. Is. Stunning.
June 22: We joined a CSA and learned to cook with scapes.
June 23: Another (sigh) long travel day.
June 24: Debo's baby shower and her stunning pregnant self.
June 25: Early morning playdate with Jameson.
June 26: Luna. Liz. Lake. One of the hardest parts of deciding to leave Texas was leaving the lake where so many of Ty's best memories and so much of our story together are housed. And yet, distance aside, it remains our place.
June 27: When you're getting ready to go outside to take a photo, and it hails instead, then this becomes the photo you take.
June 28: Let's talk about the fish market which has upped the dinner game. Living close to the ocean has some major eating perks.
June 29: The backyard selfie that looks like me to me.
June 30: Three Angels, a fire, the Cape.