July Calendar
Whoa. June got sucked in to a black hole. Here’s a July calendar made up of my Instagrams from the crazy last 30 days, including: a trip to Key West, 3 weddings, shoots in NYC, Allentown, Chester, and Ocean City,
Instagram is back.
Oh, hi. You probably haven’t noticed but I more or less disappeared from regular life between August and January. Between a robust shooting schedule and the start (and finish!) of my Master’s thesis, I let some of the regular personal
Instagramma-jamma. September Edition.
It’s been nearly a month since I last dumped my Instagram photos here. It has been a long month. A hectic month. In that month there was scheming, sunsets, a cavity filling, three weddings (one very rainy, one where they
Instagrammy.
In this episode, I went for a few runs, won some booze at the local carnival with my sister, went on a date with a handsome man, killed some time at photo shoots, made a delicious margarita that tasted extra
Instagrams!
Life has been interesting since our last little Instagram meeting. Greg took me on a fancy dive-bar date to crunch construction numbers (swoon). There was a lot of tea in my life. We got alligators for the moat, George had
Another round of Instagrams
The last time I posted a batch of Instagrams was a mere 7 days ago, but in that time I squished a bunch of limes, was bored at a shoot, spent time with the dogs, shot two weddings, and Greg
Since we last Instagrammed…
Can Instagram be a verb now? If not, too bad. Since we last Instagrammed … I had dinner with my sister, went to the beach, sat sidelines on the 10! Show, saw an awesome storm brewing, and Greg canned a
The week in Instagrams
If I remember (I won’t), I’m going to try for an Instagram round-up, week ender post each week. This week was the great zucchini harvest, margarita Wednesday, and surprisingly, only two three dog photos: You can follow me on Instagram
Maine via Instagram
I can’t believe I’m even saying this, but outside of Erin & Tom’s wedding day, I did not pick up my cameras ONCE while we were in Maine, and instead relied on my always-with-me iPhone camera. I’ve become somewhat of