Tag Archive: beach

megan + jessie // a tulum wedding

on the morning that megan + jessie got married, a tropical storm blew through quintana roo. the water turned grey and winds ripped through the palm trees and scattered bougainvillea flowers. waves smashed… Continue reading

the seaside shore life // oregon coast

every year, the four of us go to the winter sea and bundle up and chase gulls and drink hotel hot chocolate and kick seaweed and look through viewfinders to try and spot… Continue reading

ashley & tanner // married in california at el capitan canyon

this sweet california wedding in el capitan canyon, with the beach and the changing leaves and the november sun. (shot with the lovely kelly sweda)    

idaho summer camp 2015

we usually arrive at the lake at twilight, when the no-see-ems are flying in moving clouds and the sky still has after-sunset pinks and blues. we pull off the main road and sawyer… Continue reading

rising & fading

still, what i want in my life is to be willing to be dazzled– to cast aside the weight of facts and maybe even to float a little above this difficult world. i… Continue reading

colleen + doug // married on maui

these two lovebirds: married in the land of aloha and mahalo.

la manzanilla, mexico.

fourteen days in mexico and even after two weeks of turquoise inner-tubes, whales in the bay, fish tacos with avocado, skin that smells like sunscreen, straw hats and hammocks, iguanas falling out of… Continue reading

the millimans // seattle

the beach. the summer. the city. the water. a blanket. some sun and the these three. i kinda couldn’t love them more.

PART THREE // MEXICO

***a few things that happened south of the border:┬áindy got an ear infection and we took her to see a mexican doctor who wrote up her prescription on a typewriter from ’78 //… Continue reading

PART ONE // MEXICO

Two weeks down south. Two weeks with my aunt and uncle under their palapa roof; two weeks with the ocean in sight. Two weeks to watch the birds swoop in a twilight flock… Continue reading