I’m Old Fashioned
John Coltrane

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I have a to-do list longer than my arm, it’s crazy. But I checked one off when I redesigned the work blog yesterday. It was exhausting and stressful, but I’m incredibly happy with the updated look. This is one of the photos I used for the header. Now to find time to blog more weddings.

Car rides.

thisdistance asked: Hi, I’ve been following your blog for sometime now and I want to say how I admire you as a photographer and as a woman. Thank you for inspiring me. Good day. :)

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Thank you, ladies! I feel loved. This year’s off to such a wonderful start. I came across your blogs at different times but all fairly recently, and I’m glad I did. Quite a few of my favorite photographers on Tumblr have up and left over this past year, and seeing less and less people on my dashboard was getting depressing. So YAY! for original content and more lovely people to follow.

Heart Skipped a Beat
The xx

♬ Sometimes, I still need you. Sometimes, I still need you. ♬

I’ve been here since 2009 and all you’ve ever known of me were random iPhone photos and the songs stuck in my head ‘till recently. When I got pregnant, I started looking for other places to blog about the experience because I figured you’ve gotten used to very specific things here, and that the pregnancy and motherhood bits of my life won’t really fit. But today, it occurred to me that it really shouldn’t matter. My life has changed so much this past year, and my blog should be able to grow with it. I’ll probably lose a few hundred followers, and that’s sad, but I’ll just have to live with that. I keep missing this place. It’s been like a second home to me for over two years now. So I’m back. With a redesign, too. Hi. :)

3am. January 1, 2012.

Happy new year, friends! It’s 2012 here now, and the world looks good from here. Someone get terribly smashed for me.

It was like this:
you were happy, then you were sad,
then happy again, then not.

It went on.
You were innocent or you were guilty.
Actions were taken, or not.

At times you spoke, at other times you were silent.
Mostly, it seems you were silent — what could you say?

Now it is almost over.

Like a lover, your life bends down and kisses your life.

It does this not in forgiveness –
between you, there is nothing to forgive –
but with the simple nod of a baker at the moment
he sees the bread is finished with transformation.

Eating, too, is now a thing only for others.

It doesn’t matter what they will make of you
or your days: they will be wrong,
they will miss the wrong woman, miss the wrong man,
all the stories they tell will be tales of their own invention.

Your story was this: you were happy, then you were sad,
you slept, you awakened.
Sometimes you ate roasted chestnuts, sometimes persimmons.

– Jane Hirshfield

Bohemian Rhapsody
Queen

I moved in with my dad when I hit 1st grade. I was 6. He was in his mid-20s, younger than I am now. I missed my mom and was used to my mom singing me to sleep, so I asked my dad to sing me a lullaby. The only song he could sing off the top of his head was this. So this became my lullaby growing up.

My son was fussy tonight so I played this on my phone and sang along. He calmed down. We’re off to a good start, little one.

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I Found a Reason
(Velvet Underground cover)
Cat Power

♬ Oh, I do believe in all the things you say. What comes is better that what came before. And you’d better run run, run run to me. Better run, run run, run run to me. Better come, come come, come come to me. You’d better run. ♬

My son is a month old today! I survived my first month of being a mother. Will wonders never cease. My little boy is healthy and happy, and my Bell’s Palsy is officially gone. I’m ridiculously happy. More on life with our little munchkin and photos of said munchkin here.

Can’t Help Falling in Love
Ingrid Michaelson

♬ So won’t you please just take my hand, and take my whole life too, ‘cause I can’t help falling in love with you. ♬

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