We live in a zoo. Below:

Calcifer, the tabby kitten

Rumney, the Siberian Husky puppy

Miss B, the very fat and old shorthair



Self Portraits & A Song To Chew On

I spent the afternoon visiting with my Mimi today. We sit in her kitchen at the wooden table and feel the woodstove fire and talk about all of the things on our minds. Today the clouds were dramatic and dark, angry and fierce, and the rain couldn’t decide if it wanted to stay or not.

We drank coffee from the old tea cups and waxed poetic about nothing in particular. Mimi drew mindlessly on a piece of paper as we talked and I watched her old, tough hands as she drew.

After the visit, I headed to the only place I would go after visiting Mimi. The ocean was steel and cold looking, with no white caps but turbulent water nonetheless. My initial project, at least in my mind, was to capture “quintessential Maine.” The Cove is a wild place, though, and while it is the dearest place to my heart, I couldn’t envision it being “quintessential Maine.” In fact, I associate it with wild and freedom and brazen and courage and heart and anger and frustration and love and beauty and unfathomable feelings.

So, instead, I took some photos of how I feel about the place.

While sorting through these photos, I listened to Nick Drake’s album, “Five Leaves Left.” Here’s a link to my favorite Nick Drake song.

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Portrait of a Boy’s Room

Will’s room is very much his own. He has chosen most of the things in it, and now he has a bunk-bed cave. With a chalk board in it. The decorations and hangings span from ocean voyages to dragons and knights. 

The other day I put up the stickies that Aunt Betsy sent for Christmas, and noticed the room was super bright and comfy looking. So I took some photos. 


Welcome to the World, Grafton.

You may remember my maternity photos of Leanne and Greg last month. I’m proud to say their baby, Grafton, was born last night at 7:30PM. I am also proud to say they requested I was there for the birth, and I have a few favorite photos I would like to share from that. There is no nudity in these photos, so they are safe for work.

Congratulations to both Leanne and Greg, and especially Leanne who did so much work to bring him into this world.


Smallish Dragon

My nephew is beautiful. He smiles and laughs and touches everything and I just want to hug him all the time. Wyatt is amazing. Here he is, dressed like a dragon.

He is my only nephew, and it’s incredible how much I love him. I don’t see him as often as I want to, but when I do, it’s wonderful. 

This, coming from someone who’s not even a baby-person, y’know?