Now that I'm home, I've been spending a lot of quality time with this cutie, my personal baby model.

More sailboats, however, this came about by accident, rather, it wasn't my intent.
My dear friend Norm along with my ever gracious boyfriend came to town to beach it up for the holiday weekend. After being cooped up due to the cool temps and my hair appointment it seemed fitting to take a stroll down the boardwalk. Always being conscience to have a camera at all times with us, I napped mine, threw over my shoulder and headed out. We stopped near the end of the pier and because of the rising temperatures in the day and cooling temps at night and near frigid water, the water has been creating a hazy, misty fog outward, making it boats entering the harbor appearing to be emerging from the mist. I snapped a couple of this grand ancient looking sailboat not thinking anything of it until today when I was at work on toning some friends photos. Friends and family have given me an astonishing amount of feedback concerning this image, which strangely, is what I needed to hear. It just keeps reminding me to continue to shoot because after all, you never know what you'll find when you're not looking.

I helped my mom's good friend out with her daughters wedding. We took a couple of updated photos of the happy couple for a surprise board for the wedding. It was a great sunny afternoon, especially after days and days of clouds and rain.

Driving home from running errands, I took a stroll past the channel and saw this scene. I ran home, grabbed my camera, some long glass and went back hoping for more sailboats coming in from the fog. Lucky me, one last one.

Well. This has been a long time post I've been writing in my head for quite sometime. Graduation had come and gone and now I've found myself in my childhood home, surrounded by cardboard boxes of books, clothing and trinkets of my university days - trying to squeeze myself and my life for the past five years into a place I don't quite remember. It's a strange thing coming back, coming back to a town and a house that doesn't feel like home anymore. To place where you have no plans, no future or no prospects. Its a scary and uncomfortable adventure. It's weird being this age, in this time in my life. I still feel so young, so native, however with the pressures of advancing to a more adult and mature way of life. I guess I'm here to declare the transition my life has taken. I don't know where I'm going but I know where I've come from. I've spent five years practicing a craft I know in my heart I adore, the question remains, where it will take me. However, as seen above, I have an amazing family that I will always continue to document.

Stay tuned.

Recently I was granted the opportunity to do some freelance work for two high school graduations. It was really nice to get out and make some fun, creative, news pictures. I kept repeating, 'find the light, find the light' over and over again in my head. I hope these echo that sediment.