Bottling It.
I love Summer, don't you? I love these long, warm days, I love seeing all the lush green foliage. I love feeling the soft grass beneath my feet. I love hearing the birds sing. I love breathing in the sweet smell of honeysuckle. I love the refreshing taste of ice cold lemonade on a real hot afternoon, as I swing gently in my hammock.
There's something idyllic about summer that makes me simply want to BE in the present moment. To just relish in it and relax and enjoy. I want it to last. I want to soak it in. I want to bottle it up and put it on a special shelf in my memory, so that in the middle of winter I can close my eyes and bring it all back: that warmth, that freedom, that bliss.
Sometimes I feel that way about watching my children grow up. It's just like summer; the days can feel long, but somehow in the blink of an eye it's over. I mean, how in the world is my first born going into High School??? And my "little one" will turn 9 this year, her childhood-ness speedily approaching tween-hood. Where does the time go? I guess it simply goes by in moments. Moment by moment by moment.
And so, I take photographs. Perhaps just for fun, or more likely to try to bottle these magical fleeting moments. Like Jadyn at age 8, jumping through the sprinkler and eating an ice pop on a sweltering summer day. So that in the middle of winter when she's 9, or 10, or 18, I can just take this beautiful photo album off my shelf and look at the images that will bring it all back: that cuteness, that silliness, that sassiness, that bubbly sparkly energy of my sweet little 8 year old girl. And I know when I look at these photographs I will actually be able to remember the way her voice sounded when she squealed at the cold sprinkler water, and the way her eyes sparkled when she found a wild strawberry in the grass, and the way her skin felt so soft when I kissed her cheek after the shoot...
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