The Osborn family has become some of our dearest friends. We go to church together, the women shop together, the men run together, and the wives and the kids cheer together. Our extended families do not live close to either of us so we take turns watching each other’s kids so we can maintain sanity. We have also prearranged for Miss M and Mr. W to get married! I love taking the Osborn’s pictures because the cute kids make for great pictures and they are such a fun family to be with. However, as you will see in the full album, Mr. Osborn can be very serious about his picture taking.
This year my husband, Steven, decided that he was going to run some races. All these years of running in the Army have gone to waste when he could be running and getting a free t-shirt out if it. Recently, he ran the Philadelphia Marathon. I am not a runner; someone would have to be chasing me with a sharp object to get me to run that far. However, I must admit that seeing all of the people there at 5early in the morning jazzed about running, the Rocky theme song blaring over the loud speaker was almost enough to make me want to take off running with then. Then I came to my senses.
We had a great time cheering on the thousands of participants! It was amazing to see the different ages, sizes and abilities running this race. We had a wonderful time exploring the city of Philadelphia and seeing some of the amazing sites like the Liberty Bell and eating some great Philly Cheesesteaks!
The Wilsons are one of the loveliest families I know. In the year and half I have known them, I have never seen any of them without a smile on their faces. And their children! They are every parent’s dream. I’ve asked them before what they drug or threaten them with. They are just that well behaved and sweet!
On the day of this photo shoot, the children were perfect and the entire group was smiling despite the FREEZING temperature!! The arctic winds blowing off the Hudson River would have put most people in a mood that might lead to less-than-great pictures. Not the Wilsons. No one complained through their chattering teeth. They were such a joy to photograph, I hope they give me the honor and privilege again.
Insanely early one fall morning, I left the house with coffee in one hand and camera in the other. A short while later I was wandering around the quaint town of Cold Spring, NY. Cold Spring sits on the east bank of the Hudson River directly across from West Point. There are some incredible views of the granite walls of the military academy from the town’s dock. I was with a group of photography students and as we walked along the streets we watched the town wake up. There was plenty to take pictures of - quiet coffee shops, antique stores that were filled with some interesting treasure (or possibly just junk), and the neighbors putting out their former collectables for a yard sales. Such a great town. I can’t wait to go back to make more pictures and get the fabulous vintage coat I saw in the antique story. It was certainly not junk.
