I’ve been lazy about shooting and even lazier about sharing this summer. But if you can’t be lazy over the summer when can you be?
We’ve done a ton of swimming (which I would say is pretty thoroughly documented)… we’ve also done a ton of lounging around the house during thunderstorms which is far less documented. But trust me, there was a ton of doing nothing too. And working. And eating. And drinking margaritas. Just use your imagination.
Here is what the more fun parts of summer looked like… ClickinWalk in Orlando, a trip to Disney that was too hot to bother documenting (I made it as far as the monorail and then called it a day pretty soon after that), pool meet ups with Lauren and Parker, sticky afternoons at the park (to behest this probably only happened once – it’s way to hot to be outside if there isn’t a body of water involved), a couple staycations on Gulf coast, fireworks, laundry, cake, and finally some photos in the pool where Isla spent at least 50% of her waking hours (at least it feels that way).
Summer hasn’t seemed special in a long time because when you have a job and your kid goes to year-round preschool nothing really changes in June except it gets even hotter. But this year Isla stayed home for the summer and we experienced the full fledged summer experience for the first time since we were in school ourselves. And it was hot, and crazy, and stressful, and relaxing and just as magical as it was monotonous. How is it possible that those two things can be so similar?
In the moment I hated 99.9% of everything I shot… but even with just a few weeks distance, I can already appreciate these photos for what they are. Little miracles. Miracles because I have two healthy children, lots of time to spend with them, and proof in the form of snapshots. Some better than others, but every single one a perfect representation of life in that dichotomous moment.