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June 8, 2014

LIFE!  It’s such a beautiful word and one I’ve so often taken for granted.  About a month ago, “full force” Rachel showed up.  I haven’t seen her in quite a while.  Honestly, it’s quite an adjustment.  The new Rachel moves so fast that I have to tell her to slow down so my mind can keep up.

We were not sure if I was going to be running a business due to me being so sick, so when it looked like a healthy recovery was actually long-term we burst into business mode.   In one months time, we have designed and launched a new website (a gloriously mobile website), turned all of our business filing electronic, remodeled the studio, bought a new camera, and launched our marketing.  I have to admit, I am quite impressed with the new Rachel.  It also helps that I have such an amazing technology geek partner-of-a-husband!

Randy thinks I need to commit to a marathon or something.  My new energy force drives him crazy sometimes.  As my brother added, “Rachel, just because you feel well and have all this energy, doesn’t mean the rest of the world wants to do everything with you.”  I have suggested sailing, biking, running, and picnics, all to no avail to my lackluster siblings.  My brother might have a point though.  It’s hard to do it all in one day.

Looking forward to this next year filled with love and laughter, photographing in fields, parks, and cities.  I am looking forward to new adventures, new friends, and taking walks without asthma.  By the way, I don’t think I told you…this summer Randy and I are taking a week backpacking trip to Yosemite.  Hopefully, the rattlesnakes and bears leave me alone.  Refer to other posts for info on that.

 

~Rachel

April 22, 2014

I was sick for a total of 16 months and it was one of the hardest experiences of my life.  It was filled with pain, and longing to be well.  The fears and joys of life never seemed so real to me.  The last two months I was sick, I was actually in the process of dying.

The last statement sounds dramatic, but it’s actually true.  Especially from the time of my last blog post, the asthma I had been experiencing became incredibly severe.  I was having asthma attacks for no reason throughout the day, and waking up during the night with asthma. My lungs felt constantly tight, and I was coughing up nastiness.  Twice, we almost called an ambulance.  Sometime in late March, my husband Randy and I took a short walk and my lungs almost completely closed up.  I couldn’t even make it home.  I sat on a rock waiting for Randy to return with a car, bent over and attempting to breathe.   A couple hours later, I called up an ENT to make a date for surgery.

April 9th, I went in for a sinus surgery.  The doctor didn’t know what he would find.  In a catscan, all he could see were nasal polyps–fluid filled sacks, which he planned to remove.  Polyps are caused by extreme irritation in the sinus’, and the root cause is typically believed to be allergy related.

The sinus surgery is usually about 1- 1 ½ hours long.  Mine took 3 hours.  He found a massive fungal sinus infection (mold was growing in my sinus).  The doctor told me that I was one of his worst patients in twenty years of practice, considering how the infection had infected my entire respiratory system.

Immediately following surgery, I felt better.  It was the weirdest thing.  I was exhausted and slept for days and days, but I felt better.  It felt like a poison had left my system.  My body had been fighting hard for months, but it knew that it could rest after the infection was removed.

A few days ago, I had a cup of coffee.  I could smell it.   It was the first cup of coffee I had in a year that I could smell.  I cried.

A few days ago, I made dinner.  It smelled delicious.  I cried.

Yesterday, my husband was fixing his car in the driveway.  I jumped into his arms, grease and all.  I didn’t care about my clothes for once, and then I cried.

You know the day we had the snowstorm and broke the 1880′s record for snowfall in Michigan?  Almost everyone in Clarkston was mad because it HAD to snow, even though we became legends.  But I wasn’t.  The sun came out and made the snow beautiful and I cried.  I was so grateful for being alive and becoming well.

I am crying a lot right now, because I am so incredibly grateful.  The doctor didn’t guarantee that the surgery would even help, and I wasn’t sure if I would get better, but it looks like I am.  The next few months, my ENT will check up on me.  I have the risk of the polyps growing back and there is the continual chance of the fungus taking hold again.  However, I am going to live life without fear, trust God and in His love, and see what every day holds.

Two days ago, I made an amazing dinner and set the table elaborately.  The people eating with us asked, “Why is everything so nice?”

“We are celebrating.”

“What are we celebrating?”

“We are celebrating because I am alive.”

 

 

 

  • Lisa Shefferly-Gillay says:

    Oh Rachel, I didn’t know you were that sick! Your post made me cry…cry with empathy for you, cry with hope for me. I am so glad that all is well with you for now. I pray that your good health continues. I love what you wrote about the lessons learned in your sickness. I am journeying on a road currently of suffering, but not one of poor health. Your post gave me hope too, that someday, I may see the end of my trial and then be able to set my fancy dinner table and rejoice in celebrations when it is over. Thank you so much for humbly sharing with us all that you have gone through.God bless you, girl! :)

    • Rachel says:

      I’m glad I was able to encourage you, Lisa! It was hard for me to see that there might be an end, but there is one. I will keep you in my prayers as well.

  • Emily says:

    Wow, you sound like you had a great doctor and God was definitely at work in your life. And I am so happy for you, that you can really enjoy life again, we will pray that your body continues to heal and that you can keep smelling that delicious coffee forever.

    • Rachel says:

      Thanks Emily! I know you understand and enjoy the greatness of coffee :) And he was a super doctor. My favorite, especially since I felt better after surgery.

March 4, 2014

I have been really sick for about a year.  I never expected this, and I certainly never expected it to go on for so long.  It’s funny what that does to you.  Last year, I struggled with “first world problems.”  I was sad when I scuffed my favorite shoe, disappointed because my vacation wasn’t long enough, and looked a lot towards tomorrow, instead of today.

Sound familiar?  I think a lot of people live that way in the good U.S.A.  There is nothing especially evil in it perhaps, but something becomes alive when you get so very sick.  You notice all the good things that you’ve been missing out on.  Things like time with family, appreciating family.  Loving good friends, and cherishing today.

I know a lot of people have it worse than I do.  But when you have something that feels like a constant sinus infection, it’s hard.  When you cough all night and get about 3 hours of sleep, it’s hard.  When you exercise and have an asthma attack for an hour afterwards, with your throat bubbling and cracking because you have so much mucus, it’s gross and it’s hard.  When you feel bad enough to think that you might be nearing the end, and make plans for your business in case YOU go down, it’s hard (although my husband has assured me he doesn’t think that’s really going to happen).

The good results from being sick:

A)   I love my family.  I appreciate being with them more than I ever have.  I don’t know how much time I have left with them.  Not because I think I might die (although that’s possible—and we all die).  But because we might move if the root cause of this sickness is allergy related.  When you realize your entire life might change, you spend a lot less time on facebook and more time with real people.

B)   I have redeemed the time.  When you try to sleep during the day, because you only had three hours of sleep during the night between coughing, you have to use every bit of time awake to be productive.

C)   You appreciate thoughtful people.  I can’t tell you how much it means to have a person’s compassion.  So many of my clients showed me how much it means to show empathy.  It’s not so much what they said, but how they showed it.  Many of them knew how to show empathy because they had been thru hard times too.  It was the questions asked, the good wishes they bestowed, and the patience they practiced if their photo order ended up a few weeks later than expected.  It really meant so much to me, and has forever changed the way I will relate to people in the future.

D)   Someday, when I have children, I will actually be grateful for getting up at night when the baby cries.  I was always afraid I would resent that aspect of childhood.  However, I now think that getting up because your baby needs you, instead of getting up because you’re choking on mucus or coughing…well, that’s actually one of my beautiful thoughts.  I think I might be grateful almost every time (I’m a realist—so I’m not going to say EVERY time).

E)   I have learned to appreciate my husband in a deeper way.  We have both agreed that this has been one of the most difficult times in our 7 years of knowing each other.  There have been times when he’s cried with me, held my hand and prayed when I felt I couldn’t, and got out of bed to watch movies with me at 3AM because I couldn’t stop coughing.  It’s been a beautiful and sacrificial love he has given me, and I couldn’t have asked for a better friend.

F)    I might become a marathon runner when this is all over.  If I exercise with asthma, and live on half breaths, I think once I’m well I’m going to be the most hard-core beast that a Rachel ever was.

Again, thanks for all your well-wishes and patience.  I do appreciate it so very much.  I will keep you updated and hopefully the next blog post will be full of cheerful health!

  • Patty Hester says:

    Well I scrolled through all your pictures and, read all of your post. You are amazingly gifted. I cried when I read this entrie. I know the awful struggle asthma & sinus allergies bring. I remember some very rough times, thinking if I just died, I’d get rest. First it was my late twenties, weight loss, extreme fatigue( from coughing all night). Got under control till I hit my forties, which caused two near death experiences that kept me in ICU. A lot of allergy shots over the years and,steroids. Then came menopause( probably not what you wanted to read) I notice it only happens now spring/fall or if I get a upper resp.infection. So I am fully convince hormones have played some sort of role in all this. I also know living where I live now has also helped a lot. Dry property, newer house less wet lands. I keep my nebulizer for when I get sick. When I was in Colorado, Flagstass Arizona, San Diego absolutely no problems and no meds. I know this is long and I’m not trying to be discouraging. Everytime I see you I pray for answers and your healing how ever Jesus does it. Love you beautiful lady. Patty

August 17, 2013

I love nature.  I love how everything is always changing–how the same field looks entirely different within a few weeks.  I love how the colors change, how flowers open up, how beautiful and wild things seem.  However, I don’t think nature likes me.

I’m not talking about the living organisms we call plants.  I’m talking about the animals out there. I don’t think they like me.  In fact, I’m vaguely thinking that A) I either have very bad luck, or B) It’s all out to get me.  Either way, It’s a bad thing.

Last year, I was charged by a bear (see here: http://folphotography.com/blog/?p=112), and two weeks ago, I had another encounter with wildlife.  A near-death experience.  It was pretty hard-core, if I do say so myself.

I was backpacking in the mountains of Virginia.  Super beautiful scenery, and overall a good time.  A lot of the hike, tree’s obstructed the view, so when we could, we tried to take breaks when we could see everything.

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At one point, we found a rock outcropping on the mountain.  It seemed an excellent spot to eat lunch, so we decided to take advantage of it.  I sat down, took my shoes off, and started pulling things out to make lunch, when I heard a noise. At first,  I thought it was the cap on our water making some sort of strange hissing sound, although I had never heard it make a sound quite that loud before.  So I checked the water.  Then I thought that perhaps something weird was going on with our stove, but that would be impossible since I hadn’t taken it out yet.  Then for some reason, I looked behind me, and sitting A FOOT AWAY was a rattlesnake, all curled up.
“Oh my god.  It’s a rattlesnake.”  And I said it just like that, without really raising my voice.

I proceeded to tell the girls to get off the rock, “NOW,” since they started questioning and getting closer to look at the snake.  I thought they were going to make it more agitated and likely to bite me, if they made it feel trapped.  I got up very slowly, grabbed my stuff, and walked away.  Oh, and right before I started walking away, one of the girls was like, “Let me kill it.  Let me kill it with my hiking pole. I know I can kill it!”
“You cannot kill a rattlesnake with a hiking pole.  Get off the rock, now”
“No, I know I can kill it!  Let me at it”
“No.  You cannot kill a rattlesnake with a hiking pole.  It will definitely bite you.”  I was also thinking it would bite me, while she tried her mad jedi-skills on the snake.

Below is a photo of the snake.  Yes, we stopped long enough (at a safe distance) to take a photo.

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So, it was the largest specie of rattlensake in North America, a Timber Rattlesnake.  They don’t bite often, as they are a timid snake, but by the time I knew what the noise was, it had been a few minutes.  When I was finally was able to leave the rock, it was a very angry, agitated snake.  It was even moving around to look at us when we left.  I am sure I would have died if I had been bitten.  I looked up some Timber snake bite incidents on google and it looked like, at the most, you have about ten hours.  It’s very unlikely that I  would have gotten help within ten hours, with our placement on the mountain.  I was glad none of the other girls were bitten, obviously, but they might have had even less time than me.  They are smaller girls.  And I didn’t know what to do with a snake bite–I would have tried to walk for help, which you’re not supposed to do.

Like I said, I have had a bear charge me and now I have had a snake encounter.  I don’t know if I ever want to go scuba diving or snorkeling.  A shark seems next on the list.  I know the odds of a shark attack are astronomical, but hey!  What are the chances I would have these other encounters?  Overall, I think it was a good thing.  Okay, maybe that’s exaggerating a little.  However, I did see two good outcomes from it.

First outcome: I tend to complain a lot while backpacking.  I mean, the backpack is freakin’ heavy and the hills are really big.  It’s just a lot of work.  I feel like complaining is part of the experience, you know?  Somehow, it makes it more fun for me.  “Oh my god, why am I DOING THIS…” As I vow to never climb another hill in my life.  Having a near-death experience on this trip helped me complain in a more unique way.  Instead of just murmuring complaints up the hills, I would say things like, “This hill is REALLY big.  BUT I LOVE CLIMBING HILLS!  THEY ARE THE BEST!”

Second outcome:  I feel like I’m going to be the worlds greatest grandmother.  “Sonny, when I was your age, I climbed mountains, backed down bears, had encounters with rattlesnakes…don’t you complain to me!”

April 23, 2013

At this point, I have photographed a lot of newborns. However, I rarely photograph in-home, as most of my newborn clients want to photograph at the studio. Guys, I have to tell you. This is the wave of the future for me. I loved photographing Kaedyn in her own environment. It was great to meet their dog, see details I wouldn’t have seen otherwise, and photograph in such a relaxed atmosphere. It didn’t hurt that they had a great house, and impeccable taste!

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I LOVE those little newborn faces!

Blog-Collage-1366772284226The details in the nursery were amazing.  The little fabric balls below?  It’s Kaedyn’s mobile.  Stacy made it.  Along with the awesome ‘anthropologie-type’ letters spelling her name, the you-are-loved canvas, Kaedyn’s small table (not pictured), the chalk board…need I go on?  We can all be shamed by her creative genius.  It was genius, seriously.
details, nlgSee what I mean about the dog?  Maybe this is just because I’m a dog lover, but I was in my element catching the reaction of Berkley, to his new friend Kaedyn.

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Stacy and Ben were kind enough to have their floor re-done, just a few weeks before Kaedyn was born.  Obviously, just for the shoot.

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April 10, 2013

I photograph High School seniors a lot. In fact, I mostly photograph High School seniors. When people ask what I like to photograph best, I tell them that because people are so different, I really enjoy many different shoots—weddings and newborns are all so special. However, with that said…I really love High School seniors.

Every senior shoot is an adventure. When I originally talk with the mom’s on the phone, they always ask, “Can we go on location?”
“Of course…”
“Are we able to go anywhere?”
“I tramp through swamps, walk up mountains, almost get hit by cars, get chased by crazy roosters, am a pro in field environments, walk into cow pens, and I expect to be eaten alive by mosquitos.” In other words, yes.

Am I exaggerating? Actually, no–I really have experienced all of the above.

And why do I LOVE it so much? Well, I really love adventures in general. I also love that look on a girl’s face, when she feels beautiful. I tell her the issue is actually because her friends take crappy i-phone pictures, so she doesn’t know how photogenic she is. But that’s not really the case. Our culture is bombarded with “how women are supposed to look.” We are told there is only one type of beauty, and we are given strict guidelines on what that is supposed to look like. I love to get to know someone, and photograph the personality that comes out when she feels comfortable. When that confidence comes out, and that beauty of heart pops out of her eyes? I realize all those mosquito bites are entirely worth it.

Most of the shoots are 2-3 hours. I photographed a lot of girls last year. They would come in with their laundry basket FULL of clothes, and ask, “What do you think I should wear?” We design their shoot together. We pick a place that fits personality. We laugh a lot, talk a lot, and live.

With that said, I don’t only photograph girls. I photograph a lot of guys too. But that’s different. I don’t look for beauty to pop out of their eyes. We just have a grand adventure and I make fun of them a lot. They like it. Really. I guess my goal with guys is to “call out their inner stud.” I’m not going to explain that. Let’s just think GQ.

To prove my point that I really don’t exaggerate, I am posting a few photos…

Sometimes I photograph with scenic lakes as a beautiful background
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But other times, we photograph in lakes…
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Ballerina’s are welcome.
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And fields can be happy
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They can also be dreamy. By the way, don’t let the dreaminess fool you. This is where I was chased by a rooster.
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We also like to make things cooler. Like fields. Sometimes we bring things into them.
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I really did climb mountains
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I climb mountains in the summer too
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I photograph big animals a lot
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And I wasn’t kidding about the cows.
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In general, I just got my farm girl on this summer. During this shoot, I was climbing barn rafters.
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I’ve learned a lot about golf.
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But when I photograph golfers, I always have an inner fear that somehow, that club will hit me. So I backup sometimes.
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And sometimes? We don’t really need a background at all. Just a lot of joy.
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The life of adventures. Gotta’ love it! I am super blessed.

April 4, 2013

I didn’t get to meet Kristi and Kyle until a few weeks before their wedding, since they both live out-of-state right now.  However, I did get to see their engagement photos, and that gave me a glimpse into Kristi and Kyle’s personality.  As soon as I saw their pictures, I knew that I would have a fun time photographing their wedding.  I could see they had tons of personality, love, and a good sense of humor.  I adored them–and I wasn’t disappointed on their wedding day.  What I saw through their engagement photos came out throughout the day.  Their family and friends had the same warmth, and being able to capture some of that emotion from their wedding day was a privilege.

A) prepresized

They had a “first look,” when the bride and groom see each other before the ceremony.  I’m a huge fan of it, because I think it gives you a moment where you can really take in what’s happening.  Kristi described it as “magical.”  I thought so too–I can honestly say that I tear up at every single first look that I’ve ever been part of.  The one photo I regret not getting?  The fan base (parents and bridal party) that were peeking thru one of the church windows, trying to follow along on Kristi and Kyle’s “private” moment.

B) First Look

C) First Look

And then the ceremony.  They were married at St. Josephs, in Lake Orion.  The music was unearthly beautiful.

D) Church

E) Church

F) Aisle

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H) Bridal Group

The reception was at The Myth Golf course, in Lake Orion.  The lights were beautiful, the table settings lovely, and the food yummy!

J) Reception toasts

The First Dance was beautiful, and the daddy-daughter dance had Randy and I choking up.   Especially since Butterfly Kisses was sentimental to me.  At my wedding, it was my daddy-daughter dance song.

K) Reception Dancing

Kristi and Kyle met at Ohio State.  Their wedding had one of the biggest mixes of Ohio State and Michigan fan bases I’veever seen at a wedding.  Their sports biases might be completely divided, but they certainly knew how to unite over a party.  It was one of the best I’ve been to so far, complete with glow sticks at the reception–and four grandmother’s that danced the entire night, irregardless on the type of music that was played.

L) Reception end

For those of you who support flash (Apple products do not), feel free to see more pictures from Kyle and Kristi’s wedding day in the slideshow below. You can also view it in its own link, http://folphotography.com/kyleandkristi/

 

 

March 4, 2013

So I was thinking on what to share next on the blog.  I also thought I should share actual photos, since this is a photography blog.  As I thought of what to share, I came up with one of my favorite weddings of the year.  Not only because the bride and groom were GORGEOUS, but because the groom happened to be my brother.  My best friend through childhood, one of my favorite persons in the world,  my “man of honor” at my wedding.

Josh is a mechanic, and he met Sunny…in a diesel class.  Yes, a diesel class.  When we heard of this girl, and how he met her, we all assumed, you know…Sunny was someone who would be interested in diesel engines.  Yes, I admit, we stereotyped.  All 16 of us in the family assumed Sunny was a beast.  When we met her, all our pre-made assumptions were blown out of the water. She is not the beastly mechanic type, although she does look good in coveralls.  Which leads me to think that their meeting was just destiny.

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They also had a “first look,” which means they saw each other before the ceremony.  Whenever I talk with someone who is getting married, I go on and on about this.  I met with Randy before our wedding, and I never regretted it.  Instead of taking away something “special” from the walk down the aisle, it only adds to your day.  It’s a super emotionally stoked moment.  Photographing Josh and Sunny’s first look was a real tear jerker.  It was way worse than a Hallmark movie, and somewhat challenging trying to photograph through a film of tears.

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The first look and bridal party photos were taken over at Heritage Gardens, in Shelby Township.  It was amazing–totally set up for photography, and we had shade on a hot summer day.

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Josh sang a song to Sunny during their vows.  It was a surprise for Sunny, and my parents and grandma’s faces were priceless.

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I wouldn’t normally update blog post’s with family pictures.  However, those little guys are my nephews.  I HAVE THE CUTEST NEPHEWS IN THE WORLD!

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And then the reception.  Aiden led the way bravely.  The best man speech was delightful, and honestly, all I really remember was how Sunny’s maid-of-honor told her “Kayaking, even though you hate bugs, shows real love.”  Josh loves to kayak.  Also, Sunny is Korean.  All those little paper birds on the table were made by Sunny, and are following a Korean tradition.  There were HUNDREDS of little birds, all over the hall.  Her family in Korea also sent over a Korean wedding dress, so she changed into that soon after arriving at the reception hall.  By the way, this was the Macedonian Cultural Center Banquet Hall on Ryan Rd, in Sterling Heights Michigan, and they did a GREAT job.

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My cousin caught the bouquet.  You could say she was a little excited…

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And why I am ending this blogpost with the best man dancing?  I swear, I have that exact same dance move documented five years ago in MY wedding photos…

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  • Liz Rogers says:

    Great pics, Rachey-Cakes! I thoroughly enjoyed them. Stumbles upon them whil looking at pics of Aly.

February 8, 2013

It’s February 5th, and I sheepishly crawl back to my blog and admit that I’ve failed.  Happily, though, admitting that I’ve failed has been somewhat frequent throughout my life, so I’ve found that it’s not so bad and it’s definitely made me more resilient.  I’ve even been able to disconnect failure, with the true identity of me.  Like, I’m not a failure because I haven’t written in my blog.  I’ve just failed.  It’s different.

I’ve realized that despite my best intentions, writing in my blog has fallen to the wayside.  I get so crazy busy between September-December that I just wear myself out.  There isn’t enough hours in a day to run my business, to email back clients, to take pictures, to edit, to fill orders, and everything else that’s involved.  The thought of thinking up a blog topic is daunting.  I only feel creative writing when I feel calm.

So I’m going to try again.  I’ve already thought up some blog topics for the future.  Here are a few:

My dog is a genius.  Whenever I feel lonely, she knows it, and snuggles up like there is no tomorrow.  Yet, she never approaches me in the morning.  You can ask my husband why.  It’s genius, really.

IPhone: The reason I think a new phone will help me take more pictures in my personal life, ie, I have BECOME THAT PERSON, who thinks camera equipment will help solve all their photography issues.  Including issues like uh, not actually taking the picture in the first place.

I gave up my sewing room for treasures in heaven.  Did you know I even sew?

I ski too.  I want to be a Jedi skier.

I’ve been learning to how drum on a djembe.  In the inner part of my heart, I think hippies are cool.

And coming up…BEST OF 2012! Seniors and Weddings.  I realized my own friends rarely see my work in a full way (like a full shoot).  That’s a fail.  Back to the beginning.  I am not a failure…time for New Years Resolution’s.  Started in February.  That’s how artists do it, baby.

September 28, 2012

I recently photographed an awesome wedding, with an awesome bride and groom.  From the very beginning, I knew I was going to have some great detail shots.

“Leah, these bracelets are beautiful”

“I got them off Etsy.”

“Leah, I love your necklace–it’s gorgeous.”

“It was from Etsy!”

I didn’t even have to ask about the paper flowers.  I knew they were from Etsy.  Leah bought almost all of her details from Etsy, and it was a great choice.  Everything was customized with her colors, and fit her personality.  And the paper flowers?  I was in-love with them.  After the wedding, I sent over a few photos to the fabulous creator, Chantal, and she sent them over to Emmaline Bride.  Chantal’s work is now featured over on the Emmaline Bride blog featuring my photos!  Super excited to see them on a wedding blog post!

To see more of Chantal’s work, you can go to her Etsy site,  Dragonfly Expression

PS

After the wedding, as I was editing, I turned to Randy and said, “These paper flowers are awesome.”

“What?  They’re paper?  I didn’t know that?!”

“….”  Yeah, he’s a guy.

  • Chantal says:

    Super sweet post!

    Thank you so much for the mention!
    It was a total delight to work with Leah…I enjoyed very much making paper flower bouquets and Place Card Holders to fit her theme and color palette!

    Rachel, I cannot thank you enough for the beautiful photos! I just love the way you captured all the details!

    {About Etsy…More and more Brides-To-Be are now planning their wedding on Etsy! Such a fabulous site to get custom made items! With the new Registry and Wedding Page it’s now so easy to plan a wedding!}

    ~ Dragonfly Expression “For The Love Of Paper”