emily & justin
april 1, 2018 easter wedding
pheasant run farm
emily & justin
april 1, 2018 easter wedding
pheasant run farm
I always feel like “damn. I’m lucky to have such an amazing job” but sometimes I feel overwhelmed by this feeling.
I’m sure a lot of you reading this know I’m just not that great with keeping up with this blog and the writing and the whatnot, but I HAVE the feelings and then I USE the feelings for my photography so I just don’t think I need to always WRITE about the feelings. They’re here. I hope you can see what I’m not writing about.
Anyway, this was one of those “all the feelings” days, and that’s why there are one bazillion photos here.
T thanked all of his vendors in a facebook post, which is lucky for me because I am going to copy and paste it so that you know the awesome people who worked alongside Erin, T, and their bridal party/families to make this day so awesome:
Tara SplintsandDaisies (flowers)
Sugar Whipped (cupcakes)
Bianca Cordova (photography)
Scarlet Runner (catering)
Matt Johnson (officiant/trivia host)
Rich ‘Bebo’ Abraham (videography)
Bruce Geetz (DJ)
Luke Leidy (piano player/birthday boy)
Jason Allen Berlet (tireless bartender)
Kate Jones & Springhouse Brewery (on tap beer)
Nick & Holly (the Chameleon Club)
Minter&Richter (our cool ass rings)
Jay Caneal (dudes’ belts)
Landis Valley Museum (venue, duh)
Elite Coach (trolley)
Alana Berry (Bow&Arrow Calligraphy)
Anybody who knows me or has been to one of my kids’ birthday parties knows that I am not what “anybody” would consider “good” at baking. Look, I’m pretty sure that my cakes always taste good, but they don’t really “look” that “great”.
Take for example this:
Now, I didn’t make that cake, but I did decorate it. I have pretty nice handwriting, so that’s not the problem. The problem came when Miles asked me why his Scooby Doo toys were on his cake.
You can’t really tell from that photo but this cake was great because I tried to use fondant and then I sprayed it with the only cake spray we had and it was green. So, it kind of looked moldy.
I made this for my mother-in-law. I bet she’s so proud to have me in the family!
Or this (holy crap why do I have so many photos of my disastrous cakes?! I guess for this very moment in time):
Well, I decided that this year I would make a Valentine’s Day cake. THIS Valentine’s Day cake:
Only I should add layers! Yeah layers of chocolate and vanilla cake with strawberry frosting in between each layer. Like this:
Wait, can I make the chocolate look kind of purpley or no? That’s a great idea!
As soon as I think that something is a great idea I probably shouldn’t do it. Ahahahahahahahahahahahha. That takes common sense. To be fair, that part turned out ok.
I hope that all of my Valentines (pictured below) appreciate the hours of idiocy and love that went into this masterpiece.
Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!
Grayce’s mom swears that she’s ‘never like this’. ‘This’ meaning contagiously happy and willing to pose for the camera. I’m not going to call her a liar, but this kid was such a ham the entire time that we hung out, it’s just really hard to believe she ever acts any differently.
Kristie (Grayce’s mom) and I grew up a few streets away from each other. And what I remember the most about her is her infectious laugh. When we were in high school, I was pretty miserable and didn’t understand how she could think everything is so freaking funny all the time. Now I welcome the sound, appreciate her outlook. And when I heard her daughter’s laughter, it just made sense.
This kid is beyond cute. I know, a lot of babies/toddlers/kids are cute, but still. This one is really freaking cute. These are from the beginning of the session:
I think some older kids wanted in on our camera action cause all of a sudden a bunch were swarming around us. We didn’t hang out to find out what they were up to. Instead we took a little walk.
They also brought along Cole, Grayce’s older brother. He was awesome during the whole portrait session, guiding Grayce to safe spots in the park, and down a wooded path. Towards the end of our time together, we (by we I mean Kristie) had Grayce sit in front of these purple flowers, where she hung out with some pieces of mulch for a while before running over to hang out with her older brother.
Some brother and sister black and whites (I’m so glad that Kristie loves black and white photos):
And of course it’s always nice to capture some Mama love.
(Side note for Kristie- it was awesome hanging out with you guys; can’t wait to do it again!)
This is Jess:
She got married last year on a miraculously warm October day (we share this blessing from Mother Nature; all of the weekends before and after our wedding dates were either cold or rainy or just depressing).
I guess you could call this a ‘trash the dress’ session, but we didn’t really trash her dress. ‘Rock the dress’? ‘Wear the dress without fear of getting it dirty’? I mean, really, we don’t need to name the photo session. Jess wore her wedding dress, we snuck around an abandoned factory (that didn’t have any ‘no trespassing’ signs posted, just so you know), and it was totally awesome. This is kind of my new favorite place.
I wanted to find a place that was surrounded by a field so that we could do sort of a ‘two for one’ shoot. When I rolled around (in my super hip mini-van) scoping this place out, I didn’t think that there was a field nearby but we decided to go with this location anyway. Luckily, there was a field, and it wasn’t even hidden or anything.
Who knows if someone is living there. Why else would Christmas lights be hanging up? They’re not really dirty or anything so they can’t be that old.
And of course I had to shoot some in black and white.
We almost had to reschedule because of the rain but luckily it stopped and then provided us with perfect overcast skies and concrete puddles. The first and third ones below totally look photoshopped. I assure you, they are not.
We finish up with the red heels. Beautiful red heels, that I myself would never be able to even stand in.
Jess brought her friend Madison along and it was really freaking good that she did. I brought Jethro (he is five months old) along, thinking that he would just hang out in our front pack thing during the shoot. About halfway through the shoot he got hungry and I ended up nursing him, holding him in one arm and my other baby (my camera) in the other. Not like you even really wanted to know all of this.
Anyway, it was good that Madison came along because I wasn’t that great at having a spare hand to help Jess with her dress or tying her shoes or putting pretty accessories in her hair.
(So, thank you Maddie for your help!)
Maybe I should try to squeeze into my wedding dress and go back to take photos of myself (just kidding; I don’t need another reason for my husband to have to tuck my back fat into a dress).