Sister Winter

Oh, my friends I've begun to worry right
Where I should be grateful, I should be satisfied
Oh, my heart I would clap and dance in place
With my friends I have so, much pleasure to embrace

But my heart is returned to sister winter
But my heart is as cold as ice

Sufjan Stevens, Sister Winter

 These words.  They are good.  They remind me that there is something about winter that begins to cause this lurking feeling...what is it? "I should be grateful, I should be satisfied"; I think it could have something to do with the fact that spring follows winter; it is dormant but soon will literally break through this bleakness. Or at least what should be bleakness;  it has been unseasonably warm as of late, so that is warping my thoughts here. But all the same, I think there is something there.  Think about it; and while you do that, have a look at these photographs. We are trying to catch up on posting some that we shot over the fall.  These two shoots were so sweet; we chased a gorgeous toddler around the gardens and had a studio newborn session. And the colors of the shoot at the gardens will remind you (if the misseasoned weather has not) that vibrant life is just around the corner.  As will the newborn session because...well, its obvious, isn't it?