Some day, years from now, when my memory starts to fade, I will look back through these images and my heart will fill to bursting. The passion I feel for photography is drawn from my love of capturing the magical moments in life. Those fleeting seconds that make up the most important and intimate parts of our lives. The smiles and laughs. Even the tears. Thousands of them pass us by every day. Some we remember. Most we forget. But they mold us into who we are and how we see the world. One of my greatest blessings in life is the ability I’ve gained to see life behind a lens, even when I may not have one with me. I hope to be able to always allow life to grab me so deeply. It’s a choice we make. Everyone can do it. My goal is to keep “seeing”. And to make 2015 more fantastic than ever.
And what better way to rock the holidays than spending three weeks in the busting metropolis of Floyd, Virginia? Don’t be fooled by the first two pictures (our last hurrah at home to see A Christmas Carol at South Coast in Orange County). The rest of this post is goin’ country! Best memories include tractor rides with the kids, Roo Roo the rooster chasing (and attacking several of us), clogging with Cath at the country store on Friday nights, Christmas lights twinkling over the blue ridge mountains, waking the kids up to hear Santa’s sleigh on Christmas Eve (yes, it’s true), and having free time to spend with my wife and her new Christmas bangs. We even made new friends and spent an evening at a farm cabin, circa 1700s with their 7 kids and a really cool treehouse. All in all, a magical Christmas where I fell in love with my family all over again.