Photographers have this ongoing debate about taking pictures of their own families. Some find it extremely easy and others find it the most difficult shoot they will ever do. I tend to lean towards the difficult side, but in my case I find it next to impossible to take pictures of my own kids and my niece and nephew (as they have so many better things to do than to listen to me). But for someone who went into this shoot with severe trepidation and prepared to be completely frustrated, it went surprisingly well. Maybe our little family has past the hurdle of not listening when I pull out my camera or maybe the bribe of a candy store once we were finished actually worked this time. Well, whatever the reason, I am happy to share a little of my Alberta-self on the blog (including the cold wind and the grain elevator).
Enjoy.
My sister’s kids.
My young-at-heart parents. (No mom, I’m not calling you old)












