A portrait of my son, once a week, every week, in 2016.
Little Man : First beach trip of the year and that face says it all. The sun was shining and Spring was everywhere. The tide pools were filled with shells, algae, rocks and the tiniest little swimming creatures. You came home so very VERY dirty and full of life. Since, you’ve had a renewed sense of purpose, not so blue anymore. Like you just know in your heart something amazing is coming. Thank you for being so patient. ❤
A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2016.
Little Miss : Life becomes quite magical when you sit under a melting iceberg on a warm Spring afternoon. There are layers of color and debris to analyse, crevices to explore, droplets to listen too, tales to tell of the journeys that have brought them to us. Your wonder lust is insatiable and I couldn’t be prouder. That curiosity of yours will take you so far my sweetheart. Don’t ever lose it! ❤
Joining Jodi for the 52 Project