I don’t purposely have gorgeous friends with equally gorgeous daughters but it sure is a perk for me. I loved my evening with Miss Leah. We traveled back to good ol’ Fulks Run to Leah’s grandmother’s house. This property is nestled right up against the mountainside, perfectly lined with fall’s splash of color…Calgon take me away. The 20+ inch snow drifts in my yard have me longing for fall days.
Leah brought her beloved dog Meko along for a few pics. Senior photos on your grandma’s front porch in the midst of family heirlooms and childhood memories, nostalgic much? Have I mentioned lately how much I love shooting seniors! Eeek, I could squeal and maybe I did, just a little ;-). This young lady makes me so proud. She is kind, polite, strong-willed, passionate, and hard working. I know God has a bright future planned for this lovely lady and she’s going to rock it!
“Dear God,” she prayed, “let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. Let me be gay; let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be hungry…have too much to eat. Let me be ragged or well dressed. Let me be sincere – be deceitful. Let me be truthful; let me be a liar. Let me be honorable and let me sin. Only let me be something every blessed minute. And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.”
― Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn