i sat down to write a blog about culling baby clothes, or going through boxes of little kid art. but before i start a blog, i stop first in my picture file to see what good fodder there may be for photographic emphasis. tonight, with phil wickham playing on pandora, the littlest one asleep under an elmo blanket in the next room, & a freshly decluttered desk, the pictures shone at me, each a bright glimmering point in our ordinary days. which, turns out, aren’t really so ordinary after all.
around her, lately:
& since i can’t quite pull it together to write a real blog post, tonight a photo journal will have to do. thanks for checking in. i’ve missed you.