I could’ve spent hours and hours taking Elaine’s photos all over town. Besides being a good friend, Elaine, as you can see, is beautiful. Our time together was comfortable and easy and I found myself getting a bit giggly midsession. Apparently, photo shoots are the adult version of a junior high sleepover. Who knew!

Elaine, thanks for spending time with me on a gorgeous afternoon last week! Let’s do it again sometime. Maybe we can throw a cup of coffee into the deal somehow.

I met Hayden and his mom outdoors on a cold January afternoon last month. They’ve always taken birthday portraits indoors—and they wanted something new this year. I was more than game for a winter shoot and I really enjoyed my time with this 14 year old! Hayden, a World War II aficionado, was quite the professional model. Thanks, Hayden and Kelli!

Mmmm. I could go for some shrimp right now. And some California sunshine.

Don’t get me wrong; I love Nebraska. But fresh seafood and sunshine? They sound pretty awesome about now.

..asks the dude who just stepped out of the floral delivery van. Why yes, yes I am.

A bouquet of roses from the man who confesses his deep love and devotion to you is a very excellent way to kick off a weekend, my friends. It doesn’t get much better than this.

I love you, too, Jeremy Tredway.

In Nebraska we enjoy prairie grass seas, seals at the children’s zoo and a dock or two at Holmes Lake. People-watching is good sport in a few grocery stories I visit in the ‘hood, but otherwise it’s just not that interesting here.

But Fisherman’s Wharf provides the most excellent people-watching experience, which we appreciated to the fullest several days ago. I liked checking out shoe choices—you would not believe the heels some gals wore to the Wharf. Un-believable.

Fisherman’s Wharf is a photographer’s dream. Want to see what we saw? Scroll down.

Let the record show that the photos in this post contain cable cars, not trolleys. (There is a difference.) Though, from our hotel room last weekend, we certainly heard lots of clanging and it was definitely coming from the cable cars that run up and down Powell Street in San Francisco. Their sounds joined gospel music from street performers, shouting people who lived on the streets, and honking from crazed drivers who didn’t have patience for performers, homeless people OR cable cars. It was a cacophony of city noises that floated up to our third story windows all day long, and much of the night, too.

Jeremy works for an awesome company in San Francisco called ThoughtMatrix. I did some copywriting work for the firm last year and was constantly impressed by the work they do. Lucky for us, the folks employed at ThoughtMatrix are awesome as well and we really enjoy hanging out with them when Jeremy flies west for work.

After convincing Jeremy that the cable car was a legitimate form of transportation—and not just a ridiculous tourist ride—we bought tickets and jumped a car headed for Fisherman’s Wharf.

What do you like about flying? What do you *not* like about flying? Do you talk with your seat mates? Would you rather pull out your fingernails one by one than have to talk with your seat mates? Discuss.

My time with the Parish family exemplified everything I love about my job. Super fun family, plenty of time to capture their great personalities, and superb lighting. Really, God pulled out all the stops on the light this afternoon in Pioneers Park and it was gorgeous. Also, I love this fun middle school stage that Bryce and Marshall (the Parish kids) are in. Watching them reminded me of all the times my brothers and I half-wrestled/half-hugged each other.

Karen, it was a joy to photograph your family! I’m kind of glad it took me so long to post the images on my blog—now it’s a pleasant reminder of warm sunny fall days in Lincoln, Nebraska! It won’t be winter forever… right?

No, I didn’t forget to post the Parish family portraits from last October. Not really.

The awesome Parish family was the last of five shoots I did within seven days.
And then Livia and I had an adventure in Chattanooga.
And then I edited all five of those shoots.
And then, this feast called Thanksgiving showed up in my dining room.
And then, the Advent season, Christmas Day and New Year’s came along.

For tonight, one photo. The rest will follow soon.

This was Livia’s chosen attire for a trip to the grocery store yesterday.