A bouquet of leaves

My husband's gift for photography means that I am often the subject of his photos. I really do appreciate his documentation of our travels, but I am certainly not the most comfortable person in front of a camera. Nevertheless, I thought I would share some of the portraits he snapped of me at the cabin without being overly critical of myself, as I too often can be. Afterall, these quiet afternoons spent wandering through lush trees and dried up creeks while collecting handfuls of foliage are some of the fondest times of all.