“Telling a story is like reaching into a granary full of wheat and drawing out a handful. There is always more to tell than can be told.” ― Wendell Berry Whitmore Lake, MI
story
Leung Family
“To love another human in all of their splendor and imperfect perfection, it is a magnificent task… tremendous and foolish and human[..]” Salt Lake City, Utah.
Shenandoah Drive
Quiet moments in familiar light, gathering seeds and memories to grow in their new mountain home. Shenandoah Drive. Royal Oak, MI.
Stevenson Family
Forever friends, sunny rays, and their golden boys. Cranbrook. Bloomfield Hills, MI
Rebekah, a portrait.
From green house to green house, emanating new growth and vitality. Much like her future. Belle Isle Conservatory, Detroit, MI.
twofold
A dear friend of mine had twin baby boys a few months ago. I knew how important it was to preserve the memories of those first few months for her. Those precious slow days that are the heaviest, most intense days anyone could experience. But they’re also the most fleeting, and tender. These little brothers are now […]
a girl and her locket
My friend Catherine asked if I would take pictures of her daughter for a very special birthday. She gifted her a locket as a memento of this occasion, and her daughter declared she would put a picture of a moment she always wanted to remember. Her heart, a tangible vessel of mercy.
unpresuming
I’ve often wondered if posting these as late as now, and at a time that doesn’t seem to make logical sense for me is the best move, often wondering if I should wait until there is some correlation so the transition and acceptance is ideal. But I have decided not to be bogged down with […]
