When you find peace within yourself, you become the kind of person who can live at peace with others. Peace Pilgrim
Happy Birthday to my dad!
This weekend I made some newborn pics of baby Bronx and we celebrated my dad's birthday.
Oh and we had a date night. Dinner and "Captain America", which I really liked.
I would like to go one year without chiggers, hay mites, whatever it is that eats me alive every August - September. I actually used bug spray for a walk with the dogs yesterday but woke up with my bootie and thighs burning in the middle of the night. Actually more like on fire. I am avoiding all meadows from now on!
It is a crisp sunny BEAUTIFUL morning here in Southern Virginia. The cooler, or not so burning up hot temps, had Earl and Eudora bouncing all over the yard this morning. They went swimming...played tag. They hate the 90 degree days. Then they are dogs who lounge...in the air conditioning. So this morning has been a nice break for them.
This coming weekend my bff Shishy and I (or Tate or Sharon...whatever you want to call her) are going to the Journey, Foreigner, Night Ranger concert in NC. Toonces has made me promise NOT to go up with any mobile phone shots from the show. I guess he thinks we're gonna get a little crazy. :)
and here are some photos from our weekend...
Caleb is playing football now and was not able to make the photo shoot. That is why it is only Seth and Isabelle. We'll do some with Caleb and Bronx later on.
from dad's birthday party. Everyone wants to be holding the new baby.
A new babyis like the beginning of all things - wonder, hope, a dream of possibilities. - Eda J Leshan
And there he is. Bronx Davidson Beasley. Fresh out into the world on August 4th. With his brother Caleb, sister Isabelle, dad, grandma and Aunt Dee all in the room waiting for him. You never forget those days.
I am sure the kids will not ever forget their baby brother coming into the world.
Mom, Caleb, Izzy and I waited out the twelve hours of labor. Popping up with the telephone at 3am and scooting off to Winston-Salem. Seth was smarter and held up with Papa until after the baby came. When he heard the cry over the telephone he hopped in the car to see his baby brother.
Hard to believe that Seth is now a big brother.
Hopefully tomorrow we will do his newborn photos. I am very excited. They need to be under 2 weeks old for true newborn shots so I hope it works out. He's a beautiful baby and I can't wait to bend him into those cute little baby poses.
It seems like such a big whirl, the last week. I've been back to school shopping...sleepovers, a ride to Tweetsie Railroad. But it was all wonderful. I'd do it all again. Now the kiddos are back in school and life will go back to the Toonces and Rollie pace. Actually I will be putting in more time hopefully at My Friend's Closet and during the next few months I am taking on some clients for portraits. A good chance to be creative, work, and make money for Toonces's Christmas present! I can't make it more than a hobby so I can only pick a few. But I've been lucky and had August and October spots filled already.
some portraits of Izzy with Earl and Eudora making sure they too are in the photo.
They're camera hogs!
the Tweetsie Railroad adventure. Seth is watching the show from the train window.
5 days of driving up and down that mountain to Floydfest and I am ready for life to be back to normal. What a grand festival. Awesome music, great friends and memories. I had a blast. I love taking in the smells of food vendors, the mesmerizing lights at night, the beat and pulse of music from all sides...but I am tired! So tired. Thank goodness it comes only once a year.
Of course every year I say this is my last year.
The baby still hasn't made his entrance so we took in every day of the festival.
Music wise nothing compared to Thursday's line up and Old Crow Medicine show for me. It was the only day/night Martin and I took in just the two of us. I also really liked dancing to Red Stick Ramblers high energy zydeco sounds. And as always American Dumpster. It wouldn't be Floydfest if those guys weren't around! Shane Pruitt Band, Yarn...I even liked Tony Rice and the bluegrass sounds. Sam Bush. Just a great year. Oh and I finally got to see Taj Mahal. I liked that alot too. Floydfest really did it up for year 10.
Ready to cook again. Ready for a clean house and quiet nights. Ready to prep the garden for fall harvests. Ready for nothing but every day little things for a while.
Toonces and Shishy checking out our lunch menu yesterday.
I asked Toonces to look at this and what did he see. He said "AJ is a poophead." I can't believe I signed Rollie and Toonces under "poophead"...haha it figures!
Normally I get some really great shots at FF. This year when I planned on working with the big camera it rained. So I basically just have me snapping a few things for the scrapbook.
And that is my boys jumping at the water park earlier in the week.