Monday, June 22

To Land, My Love

Good Monday morning! Because so much happens over the weekend I am going to pattern part of my blog from now on after my Lovely brides, see here and here for examples. ;)

the weekend review//
I actually made it to the lake yesterday with Johnny and Elle! I didn't bring my camera to prove it -- I think this was the first time I went without some form of picture-taking!!-- but we rented a double kayak, shoved Eliot in the middle and had sooooo much fun! Maybe I'll invite all of my brides kayaking one of these hot summery Sunday afternoons! If you saw a crazy very white couple trying to hoist their 60 lb golden retriever into their kayak, that was us!!!! We paddled all the way down to the bridge, past the railroad tracks, pulled over onto the banks and let Elle play with the other doggies for some time. But boy was it a long way paddling back! The bright blue sky and water lapping against the sides of the kayak, the smoldering summer sun and sunscreen dripping off of my face-- it doesn't get much better then that. ;)

the obvious//
I know I'm seriously behind on blogging the last few weeks and this week I'll finally catch up! John, Stephanie and I had the privilege of shooting Jill and Allen on Saturday at the Sun City Social Center in Georgetown and ooouuuu the party! Here is a sneak peek with some external flash goodness:

More to come!

And because it's Monday and we all love Mondays, here is a poem I wrote a few years ago to start your week off on a positive note. I bet you didn't know I was a rhymer, did ya? I might start posting a poem every Monday... maybe...

To all of my brides and their fiances. A love poem.
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To land, my love, let's tie our hearts
To crystal creeks and snow
Let's watch the orange sun rise and set
And feel the north wind blow

Through drought or flood, the land we own
Will never fail to be
The land of "yours and mine"-- of ours
(Let's plant a lot of seeds)

To me, my Love, please tie your heart
To tears and smiles, to life
Let's make a lot of memories
And I'll call myself your wife

Through good or bad times, fights or joy
I'll never fail to be
The love, the life the laugh of yours...
The soil for your seed.

__ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ ___

I will leave you with one of my favorite bridals of the beautiful Ms. Tiffany we took at Star Hill.

Have a fabulous week, Lovelies! More to come!

PS: Dear Milton, You won.

1 comment:

Milton said...

YES!!! Thanks. I love that I made it at the little p.s. at the end.
Very good poem.
Can't wait to read the rest. I've been working on my piece for Leah on our wedding day, plus I started some drafts on others.