There is something so special about the change of seasons from Summer to Fall don’t you think? Something so special about how the air changes; Something so refreshing about the cool temperatures after the heat of the summer; Something so stunningly beautiful about the way the colours of the landscape change from vibrant greens, pinks and blues to the cozy muted tones of auburn, dusty yellow and burnt orange.
Don’t get me wrong – I love the summer time. Long, warm days filled with nothing but sunshine, the abundance of fresh berries, bare feet in on sandy beaches, ice cream cones, picnic under shady trees, local peaches, the smell of fresh cut grass, pink sunsets at ten o clock, campfires, s’mores, sun kissed cheeks, and evening breezes so warm it almost feels like you are being cuddled by the wind… there is so much to love about summer, but for me there is even more to love about Fall.
So by the time the end of August rolls around, I always find myself craving the shift to fall; The feeling of crisp, chilly mornings; soft, cozy sweaters; local pears; the smell of the fallen leaves; the return of the Vancouver rain; apple picking; strolls among the vibrant maple trees; warm, fuzzy socks; pumpkin spice; trips to the pumpkin patch; lazy afternoons spent with a warm cup of tea… I could go on and on. This is without a doubt my favourite time of year, for so many simple, yet beautiful reasons.
Something I have been working on this year is trying to be more mindful. More present in the moments that make up my day as a whole; more thankful and invested in the “here and now.” The idea of this all sounded simple enough, but once you get down to it, you start to notice how easy it is to sail through the day having never really taken the time to enjoy the little, yet oh so special moments that make up our daily lives.
But once you manage to slow things down, it becomes easy to take so much pleasure in the simplest of things…
Things like chocolate chip cookies, warm from the oven; the sound of the rain; a steaming cup of tea; an old fuzzy sweater; the smell of fresh coffee; the feel of bare feet on the grass; a thick slice of toast with butter; the feel of the wind on your face; the sound of laughter; the joy of conversation and interactions with people who genuinely love you; I’ve learned that no matter what the circumstance, I can always find pleasure in the simplicity of these things.
There is always something to be thankful for. I’ve come to realize just how important these everyday moments are because they just are so gloriously real, and for me there is nothing more special than that.
I had a series of wonderful moments like this just the other evening. Moments that I wouldn’t trade for the world. Joy from time spent with new and old friends.
What I love most about photography is that at it’s core, it is a way to capture these moments. A way to preserve those precious times we so often take for granted.
For me, pictures are beautiful little pieces of frozen time; proof that we were here; that we lived; that we loved; that we laughed; that we felt; that we picked apples in an orchard; that we shared a bottle of rose, and ate apple crumble among the trees as the sun faded slowly into the horizon; that we got lost in a moment.
So the pictures that follow are just that. A wonderful capture of beloved moments in time that I will hold in my heart and cherish for the rest of my days. They were captured by two wonderfully talented, intelligent and beautiful women who inspire me. Miranda Anderson and Rosemary Lebarge. The thought that I get to call these two incredible women friends is a blessing and getting to spend an evening with them at the Apple Orchard at Willowview Farms, was nothing short of incredible.
Here’s to all the moments friends… I hope you can find joy in the simplest of them today.
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