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I am back home today. Back in the comforts of yoga pants and puppy dogs and some gentle sunshine though my windows.

As much as I love the adventures that travel always brings, I am always happy to come back home.

Auntie Libby

Besides being a mother, one of my favorite things in the world is to be an Auntie. It's full of all kinds of perks. You get to play with them without any of the hardships of parenting. There is really no discipline or punishing. There are no bedtimes to stress about or mealtimes to angst over. It's just play. Fun. Adventure. Love.

This week, I got to play Auntie for a few short and precious hours. We threw balls and colored. We played Bubble Guppies and read books. We even sang and danced (well, not so much me with the singing and the dancing. But this one sure put on a show!) It's always an adventure being the Auntie.

I also got to meet this cutie pie and be a totally different kind of Auntie...more like squishy pillow Auntie.

These newborns get me every time. The baby smells and the sounds and the gummy smiles. I am all a melted puddle of love after holding a newborn. I always thought it was a such a treat having a little one around of my own - albeit too brief.

For now, though, I will love being the Auntie. The play and fun and treats all make for feeling a little bit like Mary Poppins in the life of your friends and family. I know when momma needs help and rest. But I also know when it's time to step down and let momma do the work she needs to do.

Because nothing - and I really mean NOTHING - can replace your mom in this world.

The shoe pile

The show pile on the weekends to me represent a happy, full house with loads of play and laughter and imagination. Happy weekend!

The rollercoaster ride of parenthood

My little guy is turning into such a man these days. Responsible and noble. Kind and generous. At the same time he is still a little kid. Shy and awkward, with so much to learn.

It's such a thrilling age - this preteen/tween stage. So many people hate to parent kids of this age, but I am really loving it. You can see the shape of who they are going to be in a few short years when they spreads their wings and jump head-first into this big wide world. And they are like curious little sponges (probably looking for information to prove their parents wrong at any turn).

It's a rollercoaster ride - this parenting thing - filled with loop-de-loops, ups, downs, corkscrews and death defying tricks you are never sure if you will get out of alive. But at the end, I am sure I won't get off and think I am going to be sick. I think I will rather say - WOW! That was the ride of my life. I am so glad I took the chance to do it.

Each day brings it's own ride. But I wouldn't trade a second of it for the world.

The Intern

So... my son has to do an internship for a week with his school. They have to show up at a real-life job and do real-life job things. Today was my little guy's first day on the job as photographer's assistant. And since we couldn't find other friends/family/suckers to take him, I am the boss.

Here he is...Day 1. Reporting for duty!  "Seriously dude. Wake up already. Its 8:00 AM and I have accomplished about 40 things already."

I kid...this is what my intern really looked like today:

Just a few hours in and he was editing photos in a program he had never used before. He mastered that software like he'd been doing it all his life - LIKE A BOSS. What's even more awesome is that he is a perfectionist (Mom...that's not in focus! *sigh*) and a good worker! I am super proud of him today.

Tomorrow, we have an exciting shoot and some additional fun things on the books for the rest of the week. So I am looking forward to a fun and fruitful week with my main man.

Stay tuned for more adventures this week in interning.

Sweet Sips of Summer

Finishing off summer with a sweet goodbye is something I need to get into the practice of a little more often. By this time of year, I am usually drowning in the shift of seasons - back to school alarms combined with the humidity of September is enough to make me want to quit life and move to cooler pastures with crunchy leaves, sweatshirts and fireplaces ablaze all day. I quickly forget summer's bounty she promises to me in May, with bursting vegetable gardens full of color and warm water you can float away the days in until you are pruned, waterlogged and pink and ripe as a juicy watermelon.

This year, I am trying to see summer for all it's colorful, sweet gifts and be grateful for the time we spent together. I am trying to lean into these last few tough days as I wait eagerly for Fall and her gloriously cooler weather celebrated with long evenings by backyard fire pits.

For now, I plan on getting as much of Summer as I can. Watch a few more sunset. Take in a few more summer storms rolling in from the west. And get a few more grains of sand stuck between my toes. For now, I will suck out these last little sweet sips of summer through a straw - and linger with it just a little bit longer.

#weekend10 - 12 weeks and counting

I want to write about the beautiful weekend I had. Fun in the sun. Exploring a new place I had never been. I want to tell you how I tried a new restaurant and loved every minute of it. Or how I did something spectacular on a whim like ohhhh...I don't know....skydiving or kite boarding or something exciting and thrilling.

But this weekend was none of those things. It was rainy and hard and boring and sad. I had to deal with some major life issues that have crossed my path. Not to mention that back to school stuff looms over our heads like a dark cloud around here. And then there was the rain. The non-stop, incessant rain. The never-ending grey days where you are never quite sure if it's 6 AM or 6 PM. Dark. Dreary. And downright depressing.

It's okay that sometimes weekends aren't magical. Like my previous post says, sometimes you have to lean into those dark spots to come out on the other end and appreciate the bright days where things actually do feel right.

Before you start thinking to yourself - man what a whiner. Her life doesn't look that bad - I am aware things could be a lot worse. As a matter of fact, they have been a lot worse before. And I am still standing. That's how this works. You dust yourself off and carry on with life. But we all have to know sometimes life isn't as easy as it looks.

Despite it all, I found a few frames that felt right to show you how my weekend looked.

Inaugural swim at my sister's new pool! Yayyyy pools! (iphone photo)

Karate practice. He is brushing up for his black belt test. That's right. BLACK BELT! (iphone photo)

The legos came out. I love it when the legos come back out!

This is what the 12 year old playdate looks like.

The Birthday Banner makes the annual appearance. For Birthday month! (5 birthdays in less than 4 weeks. We still celebrate the ones who are gone.)

Apparently naps are better on fresh laundry.

I picked up a copy of Skirt and found a full page image that I shot inside! Complete with credit!This certainly was a bright spot in my weekend!

Oh....the rain. I sometimes wonder if I could just jump in and swim to the other side. (iphone photo)

One more practice to round out the weekend. I am so proud of him! He is working really hard for this goal! (iphone photo)

It doesn't look half bad in photos. Funny how photos have a way of masking the reality that happens behind the lens.

#weekend10 - Eleven weeks

Sleepover and pancakes. Pools and puppies. Fruit and Farmers Markets. I love you summer.

Frankie says "Relax."

Look at that little beggar!

Blueberries. Eggplant. Okra. (Taken with my trusty little iPhone.)

Making banana pancakes.

floaty concoction thing

When I dream of summer, this is what it looks like.

The end of my summer bounty.

Look who popped up to say hi! A surprise visitor.

And a little shoot at the Victor Social Club - which I shall be returning to promptly this week.

#weekend10 - the 10th week

Wow! Ten weeks of #weekend10. Where does the time go? But this one... this one didn't disappoint. I had lifelong friends - Kelly and John - visiting me here in Charleston for the past week. These two have been friends of ours since I can remember. Seriously. It's a long time. I really can't remember them not being a part of my life. We have spent family trips together, summers floating in pools and eating grilled cheese sandwiches togehter, skiing together, sledding together in the ice cold weather, and the general misbehaving that children do together.  John was even my roommate in college for a short stint (Oh...those hazy days of college!).  Over more recent years, we have fallen in and out of touch, but we spent the past few days reconnecting and enjoying old stories with the backdrop of amazing food in a lovely city. There is far too much to post to cover all the details of the fun we had in just 10 little photos, but here's the overview with family, friends and fun for all:

My peeps.

Farmers Market is always on the list.

The end of the Hydrangeas. Am I the only one that loves them at this stage?

Some snacks...al fresco style!

A good little lowcountry view: Marsh + Kayak + Sullivan's Island = Lowcountry still life.

A little tour of the Old Village in style.

A good old Lowcountry boil...of COURSE!

Dinner or drinks at the Sanctuary on Kiawah is one of the best ways to impress your guest.

Our fancy evening cocktails.

Our last big group supper at Rue de Jean. One of my all time favorite restaurants.

A side of bourbon. mmmmmm

What you don't see: Brunch at High Cotton. Dessert. The beach (!). Too much rain. Power shopping. Loads of laughs. Dinner at Cypress. Touristing around town. Work (how I squeezed work into this schedule is beyond me). Karate camp. And one proud boy about to receive his BLACK BELT!!! (So exciting!!!!!)

What about you? What did you do this weekend!

Rest

"Every person needs to take one day away.  A day in which one consciously separates the past from the future...Each person deserves a day away in which no problems are confronted, no solutions searched for.  Each of us needs to withdraw from the cares which will not withdraw from us."  Maya Angelou

My 3 little nappers.

I think we have packed so much into this summer that we have reached the point where we need to recharge and disconnect a little. Powering down is going to be penciled into a To Do list in the very near future. With school looming over the horizon, I am dreading the ever-present and nagging reality of early morning alarms, lunchboxes and too much homework.

So, before it all comes crashing down, I will sharpen my pencils and write out our escape plan. We will schedule some much needed time in cooler temps with no particular agenda but to explore, see and do something new. I will cherish these few last moments that I escape regular days and trade them in for some much needed rest and relaxation.

Today we rest. Because tomorrow will come soon enough.

#weekend10 - week 8 (or 9)

What I have realized by shooting this #weekend10 project is that there are some truths about my life.

1. My weekends are pretty regular (read: boring). And if I showed you piles of laundry or more tomatoes, I may actually lose you as readers. All 3 of you.

2. It's harder than it sounds to shoot on the weekends. Because often I am already shooting for work and then I want to divorce myself from the camera. Completely. For 2 days. But then I remember all 3 of you, and feel committed to making the magic.

3. I travel more than I thought I did. Yet somehow I don't feel like I travel at all.

4. I love food. And I love to photograph the stories around food (hence all the tomato photos.)

5. I love to garden and photograph the stories around gardening (hence all the tomato photos...plus I finally got it right this year! Props to my awesome raised bed builder, Paul.)

6. Lots of people fill the interwebs with crap that is irrelevant. I am now one of those people.

7. I really love my kid. I take lots of photos of him. And I post a lot of them. Forgive me.

8. I really also love my pets. I also post a lot of photos of them. Forgive me.

9. Photography makes me happy. When I look back on everything, I love all the photos that are weaving together to tell the Story of Me. I hope the 3 of you like it too.

What about you? What did you get up to last weekend?

We chicken sat this weekend. I didn't know that was actually a thing. But we did it. And now I want my own.

I named them Agnes and Hattie. I really think it fits.

I also did a Christening at the Greek Orthodox Church on Race Street in Charleston. I highly recommend a visit here. It is alive with color.

The ceiling at the church.

After the Christening, it was time for some beers! (Of course) And futbal! Alles Deutchland!

And of course, brownie sundaes are a necessity with soccer!

Magical flower season.

Mrs. Fezziwig. That's right. Call her Missus. Or The Fez.

The often overlooked Sasha. (She doesn't like having her photo taken. Seriously. I am not kidding.)

I closed my weekend out with brunch and mimosas with this little beauty who I photographed a few weeks ago. She is already so big!

Clearly...she is done with me.

What you don't see: Harry Potter Marathon (whoop whoop! - I have an unhealthy love for the Harry Potter movies). Summer storms. Bill paying. Laundry. Cleaning. All the babies I got to play with (!). And yummy food!

#weekend10 - week 7

If you have been following along with my old blog (www.libbywilliamsphotoblog.com), you know that over the course of the summer I have been inspired to do a project close to my heart called #weekend10. I am loving the challenge it's brought me to look at my life and capture it with a fire in my belly that I thought I had lost when your passion becomes your career. It's not as much fun to tote a camera around on the weekend after you have been shooting all week. And lets face it - my kid is pretty tired of me taking his photo these days. But he obliges me, knowing the pain will quickly subside.

This weekend was rainy, cloudy and pretty boring - aside from the 4th of July...fireworks and sunshine for the win!  The rest of it was spent doing laundry, packing and reading for camp this week and a big shoot I am off to do. So weekends like that prove especially hard for me to supply content.

I somehow managed to get it done - despite myself and the dreary days. So here you go:

Because...4th of July! Whoop whoop!

These 2 goofballs. And their frescas!

Palmetto trees...you know, still being patriotic.

Even Bella got to be a little patriotic on the beach! She loves the water. Silly dog.

There was lots of this happening.

What does one do with a daily harvest of tomatoes like this?

Why...make tomato pie, of course!

These 2 goofballs are off to camp for the first time. Friends since they were infants! So happy for them. But not for the mommas. (sniff, sniff)

He even let me take a photo so I can look at him every day. And even though it out of focus and soft, I am showing it to you. You know you need more photos of the Boy.

alligator #10 is where he will be making his new home this week...sniff sniff.

So what about you? Did you do anything fun? I would love to see your photos from the 4th!

Also, I want to thank all of you for your undying support and kindness on my new venture. My blog won't change much, but my mission finally got focused. I have been talking about going after what you want for so long, I had to heed my own advice. It's scary to change and declare what you want, but hopefully the rest of the world will follow along with my little plan!
 

With gratitude,

Libby