This weekend I was lucky enough to photograph one of my oldest friends and her beautiful family. We have know each other since our ages were in the single digits, which is kind of amazing. History like that doesn’t come cheap, it’s a rare gift that I hold dear.
Her husband is as kind as they come and her sweet little boy is so full of life and all the energy a 2 year old can contain. His smile and laugh are infectious. He kept me on my toes as he ran (or should I say sprinted) everywhere we went- from shed, to barn, through the field, and back again. I can’t think of a better way to spend my Saturday than in the company of old friends with my camera in hand.