The Davenports | Idaho Family Photography

Sometimes life brings us into contact with people for no reason at all.
Other times those people serve a temporary purpose, a momentary lesson or inspiration.

Then, occasionally, someone walks into your life as if they had always been there, and always will be.
Kindred spirits, soul friends, confidante.. even those don’t do these people justice.

The Davenports are family that we chose over 10 years ago, even if it feels like we’ve known them for many lifetimes. I’ve watched Kain grow into this wise beyond his years, naturally hilarious guy. I’ve shared my biggest life milestones with Andrea, and Nick has become my brother.

To photograph their lives has been one of my favorite things to do, and I’m so glad that I’m lucky enough to be in their orbit.

Had to sneak one of Liv in there ;)

6 months, 1 camera | A personal project

It’s okay to take a break.
2020 strangled my creative spirit, after it crushed the majority of business that I had booked. My business plan went from a clearly drawn out map to something resembling a Jackson Pollock painting, and to be completely honest- I’m still winging it.
Over the last few months, I realized that it was a struggle to be creative and to create when all I could think about was what I had lost.
I even struggled with the idea that maybe this isn’t what I’m supposed to be doing anymore; maybe that season had passed. Just as quickly as that idea materialized, it was gone. I’ve realized that I can’t see myself doing anything else, even if it’s tough for now.
I know that these feelings won’t last forever, and other opportunities will arise.
In the meantime, it’s alright to take a step back to reevaluate. It’s okay to take a breath.
It’s okay to not be doing the most.

It’s time for a refresher.

6 months, 1 camera.
Aside from the previously booked sessions and events with contracts in place, (no worries, 2021 clients!) I’ll be putting away my big bag of Canon gear and restricting myself to using this guy.

I’ve had a Fuji x100s for 6 years, and it’s never left my purse, diaper bag, or car. It’s such a fun little camera, and I hope whoever ends up with it after me has just as much fun with it.
I knew I would enjoy shooting with it’s big brother, the x100v, and I was right. It’s a fantastic upgrade, and if you’re on the fence about buying one- just do it. It’s so worth it.

Since I use pro gear in my business, I do tend to lean on it for “important” shots. My Canon 5D Mk IV bodies are like extensions of my own hand and I can quickly change settings as a scene evolves; something that serves me well in my work.

But.. I have sort of shifted into autopilot.

I decided to switch things up, shake up my routine, and challenge my mind. For the next 6 months, I can only take and use 1 camera, regardless of the situation. My bag is packed and I’m ready to move forward.

It’s okay to take a break, but it’s not okay to give up ♥️

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Bonneville Salt Flats | Travel

If you’ve heard of the salt flats in Northwestern Uta, but have never been, this is your sign to go now.
Until you’ve seen them, driven across the vast openness.. you can’t begin to fathom how awesome they are.
Photos DO NOT do this place justice.

The days are long... | Personal

She nestles herself under my chin, pressing her head into my neck. I can tell my husband bathed her tonight because he missed a small spot. The smell of sweet baby wash is interrupted by the scent of outdoor playtime. One spot, right on the top of her head.

She’s getting so big, growing so quickly.

But, we’ve taken a small step back, recently. Bedtime has become a chore. No more crib, no safety bars to keep her contained. Just a big kid in a big bed who suddenly needs her mommy to hold her while she drifts off to sleep. She tries all of the tricks to delay sleep:

“Sing “Bitsy Biser” (Itsy Bitsy Spider) mommy!” “Drink water, mommy!” “Scratch tummy, mommy!” “Where Rubble and Skye, mommy?”

I need her to sleep because I still need a shower and a few moments of quiet time and most nights I’d almost be willing to pass on the shower if it meant I would get an extra hour of sleep. But, even if I crawled into bed dirty an hour earlier, I still wouldn’t fall asleep for the next several hours. My mind races with the thoughts of all the things I do wrong, the things I haven’t accomplished, and the things on my to-do list for tomorrow. Some days I just feel defeated, exhausted, and always hungry. Just go to sleep, please! I think to myself as she finds yet another excuse to fight sleep. As soon as the thought comes to my head, I regret it. Tears burn in my eyes and my breath catches in my throat. My days of snuggles and singing songs at bedtime are numbered, and I know it. If I knew just how few of these days are left, I would probably die from the heartache.

Suddenly, nothing matters- not the deadlines, the dirty dishes, not even my own dirty hair. When I realize how quickly time is passing, I believe that I would gladly sit in a filthy house, wearing the same stained clothes, neglecting everything else in my life if it meant that I could just sit and hold her while she still adores me and requires my constant attention. The days are long, this is so very true. But, after only two years I am discovering just how short the time I have with her actually is.