Last weekend was Julie’s wedding – it was fah-bu-luhs! They held it at the pear orchard where her dad lives near Hood River. Amazing venue btw, I think I may have to steal the idea … (read, I will steal the idea for next summer – mark your calendars 7-13-13)
While the professional photographer was taking her traditional shots near some large fruit boxes, Briana asked me to come over and get some family shots with her husband, Ben, and her two children.
Her son Addison’s smirk cracks me up. He did it in nearly all the shots. Scroll to the bottom to see the slideshow.
I love how these turned out!
Here’s a few of Adam and me and our puppers.
I don’t know much about my family’s history – just a few stories here and there. Recently my grandma found The Box – you know The Box … the one that has 70 years of long forgotten photo albums and childhood drawings untidily smashed into shoebox in the back of the closet. In the last year during a couple of visits from Aunt Zoe, who lives in Florida, and my cousin Shannon, who lives in Texas, Grandma has brought out the box and explained who’s in each photo and the stories behind the smiles. It’s been fascinating and although I’ve already forgotten many of the details – we video taped the sessions so we’ll be able to keep these memories fresh. I still don’t know squat about my Dad’s family but at least I’m filling in the gaps on the Wilson/Nakunz side.
Here are some new memories created while looking at old.
Before he met my grandma, my grandpa Bud took photos of theaters in every town he visited – he built an entire photo album of theater photos.
Notice the movies and actors on these old marquees.