Can we start blooming yet?

If you live north of Atlanta and east of the Mississippi, then you know this winter was rough. It was so rough that I am inventing a walking sleeping bag that generates heat using a combination of solar and infrared radiation that covers you head-to-toe, allows for mobility (and easy off for those who drink too much coffee in the morning), doesn’t make you look like a tire company mascot, and keeps your fingertips and toes from turning blue… just kidding, I’m not that tech-savvy. But someone should get on that. Pronto. Especially for us worker-bee’s who have the pleasure of working outside in white-out conditions for hours on end!

End rant.

I am however growing a bit weary of New Yorkers complaining about the weather. It’s the first day of SPRING tomorrow for Pete’s Sake! And if it’s not a bright, sunny 60 degrees, I know many of you will have something to say about it. Let’s all just take a step back, and savor the sweet fact that tomorrow will be a little warmer (maybe), the sun will shine just a pinch longer, and maybe – just maybe that last bit of dirty, yellowish-brown snow in the shady corner of the street will melt. After all, 99% of the 3-foot deep slush/ garbage juice lagoons at the corner of each crosswalk have disappeared! If that doesn’t make you delighted, I don’t know what will. 

So that said, let me introduce you to something you haven’t seen in a while.. Blossoms!

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Captured in the Wellesley College Greenhouse a couple weeks ago. Enjoy, put a smile on your face, and embrace spring when it gets here in T-minus 3 hours!

 

xx emily

 

ps – and here’s a sneak peek of an engagement shoot at the same greenhouses – more to come!!! I’m SO excited about these two (hint: I’ve known one of them since 4th grade!)

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Gratitude is…

This past weekend was spent amongst the trees, rolling hills, and endless sunsets of the Berkshires. Hidden away from the rest of the world, this sacred place really brought me back to my roots as a country-loving lady. It was a weekend of pure, unaffected joy and healing. One that I am sure to never forget.

 

Swing, Sit, Be.

While relaxing on the shaded porch in a wicker chair of an 1800’s farmhouse, watching the hummingbirds buzz and zip by, I was confronted with a “21-day challenge” to list three individual things each day that I am grateful for.

This really got me thinking – there’s SO much in this experience to be grateful for! How on earth could this be a challenge?

So here goes: over the course of the next twenty-one beautiful days, I will share with you (in no particular order) three things I am grateful for. I have no pre-determined list or idea where this will take me, but I know it’s something I need to do.

I’m calling it my “21-day gratitude spree”.

What are you grateful for?