St. Andrews by-the-Sea wedding

December 15, 2011 | Filed Under Photoshoots, people, weddings | 3 Comments 

It was beautiful. The place, the people, the pictures- all perfect.

the end.




Chris and Miranda’s engagement session

October 15, 2011 | Filed Under Photoshoots, people, weddings | Leave a Comment 

I love Chris and Miranda.

Love them.

Could be because Miranda’s got some Valley blood in her veins (which automatically makes her awesome). Could also be because Chris’s sense of humour makes me want to keep listening to his stories despite the fact that we’re usually supposed to be talking ‘business.’ Or, it could be because they compliment each other like peas and carrots.

I see lots of people in love. It’s my job to look at, watch, and study people in love. There are some people who don’t just love each other. They’re not just madly infatuated with that other person that they’ve chosen to spend the rest of their life with. Instead, you can see that they love themselves more when they’re with that person. They become more confident, more assured, more at ease. They smile more, they sigh more. Their guard drops quicker. I become their friend faster. Everything in the world is good because their love, their confidence, their trust, their happiness- it all reflects and bounces off of them, onto the other person, then right back at them again. Like a giant hall of mirrors. It doesn’t matter how old you get, you always try to catch a glimpse of that ‘last’ reflection, the one that’s furthest away. But you know that you’ll never lay eyes on the end of that reflection- even when you can’t see it, it’s still going, still bouncing around, still reflecting.

These guys bounce love around like crazy. It wears off on anyone who’s around them. Wait til you see their wedding pictures- trust me.




Horseplay at the beach

October 3, 2011 | Filed Under Photoshoots, horses | 3 Comments 

T’was a Legendary day.


♥ Jack and Leah

August 4, 2011 | Filed Under Photoshoots, people, weddings | 5 Comments 

“It’s just past North River,” Leah said to me, as I loaded chairs into my car. “Just follow us.” And so I did. And the road kept going and I thought to myself that maybe there was another North River, because I was pretty sure I passed the sign for North River about 15 minutes ago. Jack’s signal went on and we turned left. And we turned left again. And then, right in front of me, was a photographer’s paradise. “What do you think? Is this a good place for pictures?” Leah asked me, hesitantly, as I’m  sure the awestruck look on my face wasn’t conveying the look of pure excitement  (and photo nerdiness!) that I was feeling. “Yah,” I smiled, “I think this will do.” An old farm house, now vacant, sat directly in front of me. To my left was the front yard, covered in dandelions. Jack apologized, “I didn’t get a chance to mow before you came, I’m really sorry.” I told him it was perfect. To my right was a weathered red barn and just behind that, a path that lead to fields that hadn’t been grazed on in years. This was Jack’s family’s old farm. It hadn’t been worked or lived on in a long time, but it was a perfect spot to photograph new love. I grabbed my bag and we started down the path. They laughed and smiled and kissed and snuggled. They held hands and held each other close. I got to see it first hand, exactly what everyone had said- they were perfect for each other.

Despite knowing Leah longer, I always say Jack’s name first when referring to the two of them. It flows perfectly. It just fits. Just like everything about them. They’re getting married in the town that brought them together and the town that they’ll stay together in. A community that took great care and great pride in raising two fabulous people will get to share in their love next July. And then the year after that, at the very end of June when everyone in Brookfield flips the page on their calendar, “♥ Jack and Leah Roop” will be nestled in there, exactly one week into July, exactly where and how and when they were always meant to be.




free falling

July 25, 2011 | Filed Under Photoshoots, people, personal, random | Leave a Comment 

I asked her about the words permanently etched into the thin skin stretched over her foot, wincing at the thought of how much that must have hurt. “Free falling?” she asked, her gorgeous green eyes smiling at the opportunity to tell this story again. “They’re the earliest words I can remember.” My curiosity was piqued. She turned around on the floor, her hand still on Carrie’s head and flipped her long blonde hair over her shoulder. She smiled again, this time at her own memories, and told me about her father holding her in his arms, dancing with her to Tom Petty’s ‘Free Falling,’ maybe in the living room, maybe in the kitchen, she couldn’t quite remember. “But those words, that sound, that song, they take me back to that place every time,” she told me, “they’re a part of me.”

Sara loves incense, dogs, and music. She makes incredible salads, and is the best sushi date there is. She sees things through her camera that most people wouldn’t cast a glance at. Here’s how I saw her on a cloudy May day.



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