no baby tigers
Lalita had a dream one night: I was photographing her sweet family as they snuggled with their pet tiger cubs. This dream came to be realized some months later, but sadly it was sans baby tigers. I'm hoping she has psychic powers and there are baby tigers in my future. And not in a dangerous way.
This is one of those blog posts that could hold me back because I want to say 101 things and I want to say them right. But I'm going to blog every day this week, I have to because I have photos FROM SUMMER that still need blogging and if I don't give myself a serious goal I'll sit around thinking about how awesome people are and how I want to shine all my crazy love on them on this here blog, and well you know, then I won't say anything and here I go rambling on again!
Lalita told me that she Bob and Simon like to go for walks along the "secret pathway" and I was all hellz yeah! or, you know, more appropriately, ooo I love that place! So we met there, we did some exploring, a little book reading, played some baseball, checked out some graffiti, did the thing we do when families let me tag along on their adventures and capture their them. I was honored to take these photos. It was a big deal. And though I'm not going to get into why, and I'll note that it should be a big deal for every family, it was a little extra big for Lalita, which made it unicorns-flying*-over-rainbows-big for me. (*a flying unicorn is called an alicorn, in case you wanted to know.)
I'll have to stop there so I don't get wrapped up in the bigness and erase and start over, again. Also I need to just blog the heck out of some photos this week and not every post can be bogged down with LOVE and AWESOME and APPRECIATION and... oh who am I kidding, of course it can, what would you do if you came here and I wasn't gushing about all these wonderful people I get to hang with every week?! But seriously, that's the end of this post. See you tomorrow. Thanks for sticking by me despite my slightly ridiculous ways.