Trail

Kenzie - 2016 Senior, Snow Mountain Ranch

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Nothing is more memorable than your Senior year of high-school, and what better way to commemorate those memories than through timeless photographs to look back on with family for years to come.

Kenzie, who is a 2016 West Valley High School grad, reached out to me with a specific location in mind, wanting that lovely sun-kissed light to glow in her photographs.  With the Washington fires this year, I was a little concerned for the haze, and excited to find a short open window in Yakima with the smoke off to each horizon.

We had so much fun walking around the beautiful trails at Snow Mountain Ranch, and it was easy to capture Kenzie's fun, energetic, and carefree personality - her smile shines through in every photograph, which the light can only compliment!

Here are some of my favorite highlights from Kenzie's session - thanks again for allowing me to capture your stunning photos!!

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Montem Ardere

As the sun was setting last Summer, I captured this shot of Mt. Rainier.  I'm extremely drawn to exploring this area; this highway is only open about 1/4 of the year due to road and weather conditions, so each year it holds something different and unique as the snow melts, revealing its new wonders each visit. I'm looking forward to what this year holds . . .

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Pati

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I've always preferred the sunrise over sunset, but it is a rare occasion that I am out early enough to enjoy it.  Sometimes I wonder if my natural clock is set in the tropics of the Pacific; I spent ten days in Kailua on Oahu, loving each moment.  This was before my son was born, in 2009 - so I, naturally, planned to fulfill a dream and get up early one morning to watch the sun rise on the East coast.

It wasn't too difficult rolling out of bed at four am (being sure to check for roaches first, of course), as I'd been up at six am each morning - on vacation.  Being nine am here on the mainland, I felt like a Goddess there on the island - being able to rise so early with a bounce in my step (prior to an ounce of caffeine) was enlightening and challenged me to fill the day with as many adventures as possible.  It also, made me feel like a hundred years old; as while I was rising at six am - I was also crashing around eight - nine pm!

On this particular morning, I woke and crept out to head down duck lane (true story) in the dark; warm salty pacific breeze gently hissed through the palm trees planted between the lanes in the road.  This and the lull of my flips shuffling against the pavement, became an unforgettable lullaby under that silent starry night.

At the end of duck lane, the sky began to glow as I turned down a sandy path of overgrown flowers scaling the walls on either side of me.  I headed for the East coast somewhere in Kailua, relaxed on an unknown beach, and just as majestically as I had imagined it, gracefully watched the earth rotate, greeting the dawn, with Oahu by Menomena playing in my ear buds.

As those rays pierced across the surf, I became enchanted with the surfers out on the waves.  They left just as quickly as I had spotted them; what a beautiful lifestyle, I can only imagine - to say at your eight am shift while in your business suite, that you already went surfing at dawn...

I gathered my things and headed back after a short time; promising that from that minute forth, I would live my life with purpose and ever fulfilling direction - taking one look back upon the graceful glow against the water, I snapped this shot (with my low pixel, point and shoot, early 2000's model no-name brand camera) - blinded to how it actually would turn out.

And to this, I share a gimps in to one of my most savored memories of this lifetime.

Spring is in the Air

With spring in full bloom, I ventured out to the marsh's of Lake Washington and around Seattle, and snapped some delicate shots that hold a dear spot in my heart.  I love how the light transcends through these photographs, and blushes in the champagne essence giving off that luster of Spring.

Fluffy Tufts

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I spent a day at the end of September after photographing my first wedding, taking my time driving from Eastern Washington back to Seattle, stopping at some of my favorite pastimes along the way.

One of my favorite spots in Washington happens to be a spot among the Pacific Crest Trail, where I spotted these fluffy guys basking in the sunset of the most picturesque evening.

It was so peaceful walking and meditating amongst these tufts, listening to the breeze.. and on the opposite sides of this crest, a great ravine, and a lake before Mt. Rainier {pictures to come in later posts}.

I am looking forward to returning this Summer for some backpacking trips.  This field of tufts was such a welcoming surprise, I can't wait to see what's beyond the bend of the trail during my next visit.

Central Cascade Nostalgia

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Anyone who knows me, knows I'm a sucker for a good hike!  Last Summer a friend and I took an invigorating wander in the Central Cascades of Washington, and while I was aware of the spectacular upper falls, which I have visited numerous times, we were bound for the lake at the end of this 7.2 mile trail.  We were surprisingly met with, what I can only describe as, one of the most serene visions I have experienced in my lifetime.

The granite slabs around these lower falls were just flourishing!  These photos really do not do justice to the spectacular beauty that surrounded us that day:

These falls were so refreshing to stand underneath, especially on the hike out on such a humid afternoon!  Images like this, that play with the sun, always remind me of the yesteryears of my childhood summers spent beneath the peek-a-boo shade of the trees in the front yard.