Emily Brontë
“Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.”
Emily Brontë
This week was a busy one but we had time to get into this cozy autumn session with the Bradys! They came out sporting adorable flannels and the sweetest smiles that made this quick session so fun to do. And with the colorful fall foliage as our backdrop, taking memorable snaps of this beautiful family around this pretty little corner of the city was effortlessly easy.
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Some snaps from that lovely autumn afternoon.
One means nothing, and we're home free
Two means three and a diamond ring
Yeah, wonder what faith is going to decide
We're just sitting around waiting on two pink lines
Sitting around waiting on two pink lines.
Eric Church
A and S are welcoming a bouncing baby boy in a few months but for now, we get this lovely baby bump. This was a short and sweet session that started at home and ended in the little garden downstairs. We managed to snag some of the day's rays for these outdoor shots that captured how beautiful this corner of Fude is.
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A few shots from that afternoon.
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“Why are things beautiful? I don´t know. That´s a good question. Isn´t it pleasing when you ask a question of a person, a teacher, or a speaker, and he or she says, That´s a good question? Don´t you feel good when that happens?”
― Nicholson Baker
A Box of Matches
I joined my first ever calligraphy workshop at the start of 2019! K, a photographer friend from Dumaguete has been holding calligraphy workshops in town and I was never around to join them, until last month! I was scheduled to fly off to Manila the day after for law-related stuff, but that didn't stop me from signing up for the workshop and finally getting some sort of expert-assisted training with calligraphy.
It was just the basics but it was fun and it made me realize how important practice and technique are in creating consistent brushstrokes that look pleasing to the eye. I usually wing it with my calligraphy (if one can ever call it that), and following any form of technique has never been my thing so it was a great learning experience.
The workshop was also for a good cause (proceeds were donated to help the family of a local photographer), so I was more than happy to sit in on this and learn.
A few shots from that afternoon.
Pale amber sunlight falls across
The reddening October trees,
That hardly sway before a breeze
As soft as summer: summer's loss
Seems little, dear! on days like these.
Ernest Dowson
The Poems and Prose of Ernest Dowson
I love the sun, how it dances and plays on the tips of leaves and how it bathes footpaths and even shady streets with its warmth and light. This is perhaps the reason why the incoming winter season is particularly hard. I am a sun person, I live for blue skies and vibrant colors, and the scent of the ocean, if you have one of those, please.
This is also the reason why I have a special appreciation for those rare days when the fog parts, the temperature rises just enough and we can walk and enjoy colors and warm weather, even for just a day. These days are made for the big girl camera, for taking in the details as they are recorded for reminiscing when days are less bright and colorful.
I love the sun. And aside from family and love and all good things, the sun is what I'm most thankful for.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes,
but in having new eyes.”
― Marcel Proust
My family has this tradition of going out for drives especially when we get together after some time spent apart. It's been that way since we were little and I'm glad we still love doing it today. We have spent many long afternoons on these kinds of drives, meandering through the small streets of Valencia, down the wider streets of Bacong and further on to the beach-side roads of Dauin and Siaton. All of these come with good memories that I go back to over and over again, more often now that I spend so much time away from home. All these memories of being wonderfully lost with my family cramped in one car, with no destination but the road in front of us keeps me excited for the next vacation when we can do it all over again.
This one was in Tambobo Bay, on a scorching hot Wednesday after a filling lunch at Malatapay. Even with all the good things that we enjoy here, there is no place better than home.