Mama's Day

Before I begin here, I just want to say, yes, this is a photography blog, but it is also a blog on my journey and the things that shape and inspire my life, my work, my art.  So although I plan to try and incorporate my photography and/or my art as much as possible, let me just clarify and say there are no rules.  This is my blog, my adventure, my stories, my pictures, my whatever I need it or want it to be. And today, I want it to be about Mother's Day, even though it is a week late (I blame my toddler ;-P).

So Mother's Day came and went.  It was pretty sweet, can't complain. Spent the morning with my son on our screened-in porch having a lovely brunch of eggs and pancakes and fruit.  It was gorgeous outside.  My husband came home from work, we packed up some stuff and the kid, got some take-out and headed to one of our favorite places, Quaddick State Park.  We have our own 'spot' there, a nice private area with picnic tables overlooking a gorgeous view of the lake.  And luckily for us, the park was pretty empty which was nice, but unfortunately we underestimated how windy it would be...so much so that we scarfed down our food and had to leave, it was just tooo cold.  Not that our son minded, lol, he was so mad that we had to go.  He just LOVES the water, and exploring in general. :-)  

Anyways, after not having been there in a while, it definitely renewed my love for the place and I can't wait to go back one of these days and spend the day taking pictures.  That is one of the really nice things about living where I do.  There are so many state parks and lakes nearby, I also love that 10-15 minutes in either direction I can be in RI or MA.  Hopefully when the time comes, I can make good use out of all these beautiful locations nearby for future photo shoots.  Until then, practice practice practice.

Here's a few shots from Mama's Day with my boys <3

I'm a sucker for black and whites, I just love 'em.

...and on a final note, my amazing and incredible mother passed away in 2008, and although you never stop missing your parents when they are gone, there are times that you miss them more than you thought conceivable.  Maybe it's because I have a son now or maybe it's just that the more years that go by, the more that you miss them.  I greatly wish she could be witness to the happiness that our son brings us, I wish I could see my son in her arms.  But I can't change the past.  My son will know all about his grandma in time. She was pretty damn incredible. 

Here is a photo I restored/enhanced some last year, it brings a smile to my face. 

beautiful face, beautiful soul...