Dave and Cait

I knew Dave well growing up, and I have always adored him, so I was delighted to see that he picked such a lovely woman to be his wife. Dave and Cait's wedding was equisite, and it just so happened to be exquisitely pink. The pink and brown details centered around one seasonal flower--the cherry blossom--which, to the bride and groom's dismay, wasn't blooming at the right time this year. Thankfully, as it turns out, the peach blossom was in bloom, and it is actually just as perfectly pink! Everything matched this color scheme, the gorgeous flowers (credits to Dave's uncle Tony, owner of Datura) the flip-flops Cait and her bridesmaids wore, the dresses and sashes, the ribbon place cards board (so cool!), the favor bags, and of course, the gorgeous cake made by Dave's very own sister, Jeannine! All of the events were held at the Wesleyan University campus. The ceremony was in the beautiful, candle-lit, high-ceilinged chapel which provided great accoustices for musical performances by Cait's brother and two sisters. The tent was set up the day before by the groom himself, and it looked gorgeous ornamented by blossoming peach branches. Everything was in bloom, so we had plenty of beautiful places for photos, including the grand-pillared Russel House and gardens, and this giant magnolia exploding in blooms. The magnolia blooms for about one week, Dave and Cait's wedding week! And it just so happens to be pink...

May in the Garden

Aimee and John made a trip to Boston from Longmeadow, Mass. to meet me for a downtown Boston engagement shoot. We strolled through the Public gardens as the low evening sun streamed through the trees (perfect for lighting up Aimee's golden locks!). They are such a warm, affectionate couple--I am really looking forward to documenting their wedding on July 1st in Connecticut!

Viola's Garden

We named our little girl Viola because the name had so many lovely associations: a Shakespearean heroine, an instrument, a color, and of course, a flower. The viola flower looks like a cross between a pansy and a violet--and it is right in between the two with regard to size. The flower is pronounced vy-oh-la, unlike our daughter's name (which we pronounce Vy-la like the flower/name "Violet"). Last weekend my Mom planted dark purple, white, pale lavender, and yellow violas in Viola's special little garden next to a pink hydrangea she and my Dad planted last summer when our babe was teeny-tiny. This morning, Viola investigated the violas in pots my Mom also filled with flowers last weekend, employing the senses of touch, smell, and taste.

My Virgin Post

Whoopeeee! I have a blog, uh-huh, uh-huh! It's been almost a year since my brother-in-law Chris created my blog page, and this is my first official post (he assumed my identity and authored the above post himself--but he got it right as it was a memorable day). I feel like I should say something smart, but I'm too darned pepped up on my good fortune. I decided today that I simply must have a blog, but had no idea how to make that dream a reality, when alas, I come to find out I had one all along (thanks to Chris, who did tell me last August when he created it, but I promptly forgot).

The purpose of my blog will be to journal my adventures, triumphs and pitfalls as a small business owner and photographer--and most importantly, to inform and share with my clients. For example, after shoots, I'll be able to throw some images up immediately for them to see as I trudge through my post-production process. I will link to my website and use it to display my photographs (since my perfect husband (he really is) just told me tonight that he will not update the website after every photoshoot I do--which is most every day)--a terrible realization for me, as I was thinking that as my invaluable tech. support, he was going to do my bidding every evening after a long day at the office, and keep my website new and fresh and groomed daily. Alas, I will instead use my blog to post photos as I keep my shutter opening and closing on the beauty happening around me (most notably, the life and times of my precious baby girl, Viola).

So, now I'm off to figure out how to make my page "my own." We shall see if I can figure it out without enlisting the aid of the Brothers Wertz...