This was last August 2012 on our little sail boat on Lake Erie, with daddy, baby brother Adam, and Tyson, the sweetest pitbull you'll ever meet. This was our last day to sail before Autumn came blowing in, and before life as we knew it changed for all of us on this little boat. Recently Tyson got loose and ran away at Meinke Marina. There is a reward if he's found. I'm so sad for my parents. He is surely missed. :(
Father's Day is tomorrow. Thinking about my daddy and how much I love him and miss him. I don't get to spend much time with him, but when I do, I cherish the moments and make sure to capture them with my camera. I love the water. I crave boats and to sail. Mostly I love the time spent and the music we listen to and the talks we have as we listen to the gulls screeching above, and the water splashing beneath us. I'm simply mesmerized by sunsets at sea and the wind and sun on my face. I take it all in with very deep breaths and meditative thoughts and capture what I can. This was where I was born. This was life for us growing up. Lake Erie. Boats. Family. Time. These moments are so fleeting, I desire to freeze them in time. Photography is life, frozen in time. I can never truly explain why I always have camera in hand and why it's so important to me to capture every second, if I could. It just is. I'm a sentimental sap. It's who I've always been. Thank you daddy for being my first inspiration with photography. You showed me a world where I can dream and be an author through photographs. I get to show you what I see, from where I'm standing, life is beautiful. xo...e
