We are regulars to Lake Tahoe every summer with mountain bikes in one hand and bathing suits in the other. We’re warm weather people. This trip was different. Polar opposite to be exact (pun intended). This trip was for the snow. Not for skiing or snowboarding, just pretty pictures. Getting dressed up to frolic in the snow, play in the fresh power, and admire the winter wonderland just outside our cabin gates. And to image, we had been planning this trip for months, and it wasn’t until two days before we arrived, did it actually snow.
I look at these pictures of our daughter Rachel, who in a blink of an eye is almost through high school. With the whole world on her shoulders and the freedom to become whatever she wants. We are not parents who will pressure her for collage, but want her to be happy and achieve her dreams. I love our deep talks about ‘what she wants to be when she grows up.’ Hearing, “Mom, I’m thinking about going to college for business, to pursue my photography career,” melted my heart. See, Rachel may only be 16, but she has been second shooting weddings with me for over two years. She’s got the eye of an artist. It is something your born with, nothing that can be taught. We feed off each other, finish each others sentences, and support each other when we feel like giving up. We even get mistaken for sisters (bonus for me), but I’m not sure she thinks its so funny. We are a team.
So today I am pressing pause to moment I will cherish forever. A moment frozen in time.