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Cream butter and sugar, then add flour and wet ingredients. Roll dough in regular sugar to coat and place on baking sheet. Make a thumbprint size dent in the cookie to hold your jam and then bake at 350F for 10 minutes! Once they have baked, wait for them to cool for 5-10 minutes and spoon the jam into the center dent!
You might have noticed that when you scroll through my instagram, my images don't all match each other like a lot of other photographers. I do not have a set style. I have a set way of shooting so that all my images have that consistency, but no set editing. I always thought that you needed all your images to have a certain feel that is consistent. I am not sure how much I believe in that now.
I think that each session and each person are different and therefore deserve and require different editing strategies. I am not sure if this comes from me just wanting to do what I want, or if it comes from the fact that my images don't have the same colors. I have been working on finding my "style" but I don't think it matters all that much anymore. It would be nice for my images to be vaguely similar, but they already are by how and what I shoot.
I would love to have a solid style, but I am not sure that I ever will. I am a photographer for the art, and helping others see and feel what I do when I capture that something or someone.
My mom and I were going through some old family photos from when my mom was a baby recently, and we think someone in the family must have been a photographer. Or at least really good with a camera. I haven't been up to a whole lot recently, but it is Monday, which means blog post day! So, instead of sharing my photography, I have decided to share one of my family's photographs that we found. This is my grandma. Taken around the 60s. Classic Nan.
First of all, I live with two boys. One of them is gone for the summer and we miss him. The other is here and has been working on his Harley. Now, you may not know about my love of Harley Davidson, but I love the sound they make. I could point one out without seeing it because of the potato sound. (Thanks for that Dad)
Beymer and I were supposed to do this shoot a while back, but never got to it and it usually decided to rain when we wanted to go out. However, the sky gods looked upon us last week for this shoot. I cranked up the AC/DC and he questioned my decision of putting him in a white t-shirt (he liked the white in the end, I was right).
Enjoy these photos of roomie and his bike looking hottttttt
One day I want a love like my mom and dad. They met in San Diego while dad was in the Navy and mom was a waitress. Mama always says that she knew she would end up with dad someday even if it wasn't back in 1995. It may have taken a few marriages, but somehow they would be together.
I look up to them so much and always have. Mom was my age when she met dad and yeah that is a little scary on my end; but since I have been shooting more weddings with local photographers, I cannot help but think how happy two people can be with one another. On that happy scale, my mom and dad are pretty high up there. I am so thankful for my parents and what they have taught me about love and life. So, one day, I hope to have an epic love like theirs.
There are a few things that I have to say about Balboa Park in San Diego, California.
1. It was beautiful and full of art.
2. The Museum of Photographic Arts was a let down, but there was one or two very neat artists.
3. I have decided that I am in love with these cacti (cereus maybe? If you know for sure then you should let me know ;) ).
If you are ever in San Diego and are looking for museums and scenery, then I do suggest Balboa Park. Even if you are not interested in art and things, the zoo is right next door! Thank you Balboa for the amazing chance to capture your beauty! https://www.balboapark.org/
Sometimes when you see hoards of neon signs, you stare because of the bright color. Sometimes when you stare at the bright colors, your eyes hurt. Sometimes when your eyes hurt, you see a neon sign that looks like a penis. Sometimes when you see a penis, it's not really a penis.
This past week was the last time I will be visiting San Diego for a long while. My grandmother used to live in Poway; but within the last five years, she got cancer twice and after her moving to South Carolina so we could help, she passed. She wanted to be in the ocean when she died and we didn't think it was right to put her in the Atlantic. Grandma was a Southern California girl all the way and loved the ocean and palms of California.
It was a beautiful ceremony and family that I haven't seen in years was there to celebrate her life. I wanted to share some of the photos from my trip, but I couldn't just post them and pretend there was a happy reason that I was there. I see Grandma everywhere and I hope you can see her beautiful influence in some of these images.
These cookies are officially one of my favorites, and you know how I much I love to bake my own goodies. Not only is there the perfect icing to cookie ratio, but it's so light that I could eat all 31 of them!
We had them for my brother's graduation party and I am not even sure that he got to have one because they were gone as soon as they were out. I highly suggest grabbing some for your special and not so special occasions near North Augusta, SC!
Have fun in college. Make friends. Go an adventures. Be yourself and don't let anything hold you back.