“A great photograph is a full expression of what one feels about what is being photographed in the deepest sense, and is, thereby, a true expression of what one feels about life in its entirety.” ~Ansel Adams
This is Sherice.
This is Sadye.
Now follow along: Sherice is a colleague/friend. Sadye is my cousin. Sherice’s cousin is also Sadye’s cousin. Sherice’s cousin is my cousin. Sherice and Sadye aren’t cousins and neither are Sherice and I. And this is why they call it “SMALLbany”. Everywhere you go you are either related to someone or know them or hell, your parents know them. Once my mother’s secretary caught me at the mall when I wasn’t supposed to be at the mall and she totally told my mother and now I work with her – my mother and her secretary – and I cannot let that shit go.
But I digress.
I have fallen in love. Well, back in love. With my 50 mm (f/1.4 for interested parties). I fell back in love so hard and I’m in the type of love that makes you feel like time has stopped when you’re together.
You guys? I think my 50 mm and I are going to go all the way!











These Three
“While we try to teach our children all about life,
Our children teach us what life is all about.”
~Angela Schwindt
I was never really into having children before I met Amy. I liked them enough but I didn’t have that now constant “YOU SHOULD HAVE A BABY” voice in my head as I do now*. Then, inevitably, I suppose, a love and adoration developed for Noah. And subsequently over the years for Ezra and now Ike. I make time to see them whenever I’m in Washington. I curse my way to their home because of traffic and then I am there. They are there. Just like that everything is perfection and legos and wooden apple pies that I should blow on because IT’S HOT! I find myself surrounded by love and hugs and a cuddly baby boy. They are sweet and charming and unfortunately you don’t get to see all of it from online. Amy can weave a story so you get them in pieces but oh, how much you miss from real life. Because how they are is perfection ten-fold. I will consider myself beyond lucky and perfectly blessed to end up with just one child who is exactly like them. Oh how I hope and pray.
*A story for another time. Promise.