Words can’t express my love for this little boy.
My Gran had a bad fall. We were all set to head to Mar Hall for afternoon tea (my favourite place for cake, coffee and sandwiches!), but at 83 the fall badly impacted her back. As a result, we celebrated my Gran’s 83rd birthday from her house.
There was still cake. Chocolate. And I got to see my nephew, Blake. Any day that involves chocolate cake and my nephew is a good day. Happy birthday, Gran.
Yesterday, I visited the seaside town of South Queensferry for the first time. It’s a quaint village on the outskirts of Edinburgh, populated with ice cream parlours and colourful houses.
My family met for lunch to celebrate my Dad’s 10 year anniversary. Maybe ‘celebrate’ is the wrong word, but I think we’re all glad it was a decade ago and the feelings of grief have left us, and so many positive changes have happened since then.
I feel GOOD, guys.
I finally made it to Paris, taking my mother and sister along with me. The crepes were tasty. The Eiffel Tower was impactful. The men are handsome, but they smoke. We walked 8-10 miles every day. I got to use Uber for the first time. People taking selfies at the Eiffel Tower made me laugh. I saw the hotel my dad took my mum to when she was 21. Jack Russells are popular in Paris. I’d like to go back.
My sister stopped by my apartment today, in between dropping one of her dresses off at a shoot with Rebecca Fox, and a massage I booked for her 30th birthday. We went for ice cream. Well, Carolyn did. I had just ran 8K so was behaving myself… for about 5 minutes.
My sister’s fiancé, who is a footballer, was meeting with a Glasgow agent about football ‘hings, so it was the perfect opportunity for my sister to stop by the studio and chat about wedding ‘hings. I attend weddings all the time as a photographer, but I can’t wait to be a part of my sister’s wedding. To celebrate their relationship. To dance. To relax. It isn’t for a while yet, but my photographer perspective has already rubbed off on my sister, who has been sending me potential venues based on natural light (yes!).
I just wanted to wish you all a Merry Christmas from Inverkip, Scotland. I’m spending Christmas with my family at my Mum’s house. I popped online to share this photo and updated some WordPress plugins while I was at it, consequently breaking my whole site. Bear with my while I attempt to fumble around with PHP. But, yeah, have a great Christmas!
When my mother and her boyfriend booked a romantic getaway to Prague, I figured I should gatecrash their efforts and join them. It was our first family holiday in something ridiculous like a decade, and since I started flying again, I’ve been eager to go as many places as I can. This year I really want to focus on work and traveling to European cities for long weekends. Fun!
Anyway, nothing could have prepared me for Prague. I’m not talking about the -15 weather, but just the way it looked – like a real life Disneyland! I’ll let the pictures do the talking, but I doubt even they will do it justice.
A couple of weekends back I traveled to my ex-hometown of Inverkip, where I photographed a young family and their newest addition. I’ve said it before, having never really been exposed to kids I feel I lack that ‘maternal’ instinct most women naturally have, but this kid made me melt when he smiled. He had the most infectious grin. And those baby Converse… Cutest. Thing. Ever.
I could never take a family into a studio and produce shots that I’m happy with. Instead I need to be able to tell them to sit their kid in the middle of the road and use the naturally, beautiful Scottish surroundings that we’re blessed with. I really enjoyed taking these photos.