Day-in-the-life photography session in Woodstock, NY

A few friends got together and descended upon “The Nest” this past weekend. The Nest is the weekend getaway for two of our NYC-dwelling friends and their young son.  It’s a beautiful, bright home tucked away in the rolling hills of Woodstock, far-removed from their usual daily Manhattan scene and routine.

Another couple and my wife and I were invited up for a weekend visit, and you just know I’m going to take some photos. I mean, I’m not going to just sit there, especially with that little fella running around, amusing us all.

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While mom was busy, for the most part, resting, as she’s got another baby on the way, dad was preparing dinner and making cocktails, and the rest of us were just enjoying the day and the company.  Add a camera to the mix and you’ve got a perfect opportunity to shoot what you might call a day-in-the-life photo session.

What’s a day-in-the-life photo session? Well it’s pretty much what it sounds like. Family photojournalism. A photographer, say, me for example, comes into your home, on a regular ol’ day, and points the camera at your family and the things your family is doing for a few hours, capturing the events and emotions of the day.  Eating. Smiling. Laughing. Crying. No feeling awkward or worrying about looking uncomfortable posing as people sometimes do during a typical family session. No dressing up and making sure the hair is perfect. But rather, capturing the family in their, errrrrr, natural habitat. Messy hair, crumbs on face, and all.  

Well I’ll tell ya, there was zero crying with this kid. But the crumbs? Yeah, there were some crumbs.

Here’s a snapshot of our weekend, in 40 or so images, capturing a day in the life… Continue reading “Day-in-the-life photography session in Woodstock, NY”

Lilacs in New Jersey in springtime

As some background on this one, I will state that my mother-in-law’s (that’s “Ruth” to you) favorite flower is the lilac. This is undeniably the case, evidenced by how she walked down the aisle with her husband some 70 years ago holding a bunch of these fragrant beauties.

Fast forward countless decades, and Ruth brought to my wife and me a lilac bush some years back to plant in our yard after we bought our home, and joked that we’d “always remember” her when we see it. We fondly refer to it as “Ruth’s bush,” which, depending on how immature your sense of humor is, might make you giggle. Before you judge, I’ve got a story about an 88-year-old Ruth making a joke about the product Black Betty (“For the Hair Down There”) that had us laughing to the point of tears which I may share later. The lesson? You’re never too old or mature to work blue, or be silly.

Well ANYway, it’s huge now (Ruth’s bush), and it’s that time of year, and the thing is going absolutely nuts with brilliant blossoms.

I grabbed a few blossoms today before the crazy and angry New Jersey rain came in out of nowhere and pummeled the darned thing.

And then I took a few shots. I’m thinking of framing this one and presenting it to the old gal, so she knows we appreciate her kind gesture, and she knows we love these wonderful gifts that grace our yard every spring.

The little I know about flower photography still far exceeds what I know about flower arrangements, I found out quickly, as I stared endlessly and mindlessly, and poked and man-handled these surprisingly delicate matrices of bee food. If you know how to arrange flowers, by all means please reach out to me and give a guy some help.

I should add that the pot in this photo is most likely Ruth’s, and is probably older than me. Yet another nice gift from a thoughtful woman.

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