But first, let me introduce the H Family. They trusted me to do my "lifestyle" thing. When we discussed the all-important "what-to-wear" question, I answered that I would love for them to wear what they loved. This, of course, concerned Mom H, because Son was going to want to wear his beloved (and bedraggled & stained) soccer jersey - the same jersey he likes to wear to bed and wake up to wear the next day. Remember those details that aren't precious now but will be in a couple decades? Soccer Son wore his jersey ;-). And his sneakers, not sandals. Never sandals. Because he must always be ready to kick a soccer ball wherever he may find himself.
The "location-to-shoot" question was a no-brainer. The H Family loves the beach. So off to the beach we went. But not with picnic food or family quilts or fill-in-the-blank-stylized-options. Because the H Family doesn't *eat* at the beach; they *play* at the beach. They *read* at the beach. (And might I mention, Darling Daughter has a pretty sophisticated literary palate: Jane Eyre, Mere Christianity, Collected Poems of T.S. Eliot - wowzers)! They *hang out and talk* at the beach and *surf & boogie-board* at the beach. Those are the real-life, authentic details we set out to capture.
And thus we did. Capture, that is. Behold: a lovely family. On a glowy, gorgeous evening. Going to the beach. Hauling gear down the trail. Setting up camp. Playing, laughing, reading, talking, surfing, snuggling. Breaking down camp. Hiking back up. Garage - to beach - back to garage: here's the story in pictures ...
H Family - I adore you guys! Thank you for trusting me to do my thing. Thank you for not being afraid to be yourselves. Yours is a Beautiful Life, indeed.