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April 11, 2014

image by Rebecca Siewert Photography WELCOME! I am Katie, a photographer, momma and wife based in Kelowna BC. My love of photography stems from a desire to tell my clients’ stories in a real, honest way. My blog space stems from a love of many things, the good, the bad, the beautiful. I believe life is an adventure and hope you’ll enjoy my thoughts along the way.

WELCOME! I am Katie, a photographer, momma and wife based in Kelowna BC. My love of photography stems from a desire to tell my clients’ stories in a real, honest way. My blog space stems from a love of many things, the good, the bad, the beautiful. I believe life is an adventure and hope you’ll enjoy my thoughts along the way.

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I'm still cataloging photos you guys. And getting totally nostalgic about all the little moments that have slipped by. I remember taking this. It was the day after smith had come home when we were all finally home in our space as 4. Elodie had spent the day before with my parents waiting patiently for us to return from picking up her little brother. There is a vagueness in the adoption process for an older sibling. There's no obvious signs of things changing like a belly growing or sonograms or chatter of whether baby would be a boy or girl. It's just this idea of maybe someday. And then it just happens. One Friday afternoon we got the call and spent that weekend getting organized while impatiently waiting for everyone to get back to work on Monday so we could meet our baby. I sobbed that we had to drive 6 hours and Elodie couldn't be there to meet him when we did. I worried that she would feel left out or forgotten. But when we finally got back late at night, she bounded down my parents stairs saying "here I am. The big sister. And there's my little brother" she insisted on holding him right then and told us she was a "really good big sister" and then he farted on her and she laughed so hard I started crying, realizing it was the first time in almost 2 years of waiting for this moment that I could finally breathe. Most definitely my top 3 memories of all time. And this one picture is a constant reminder of all those feels.

Time out.

I know you're just as excited as she is in this image to find out I'll be down in the lower mainland November 4th-5th. Let's make photo Magic friends.

Winter. It's coming. Get ready. That is all.

You guys... Remember the parachute game? Remember the feeling of being able to run under that thin sheet of nylon while it felt like it hovered in the air waiting for you to cross under? Like the time you took to cross was simultaneously infinitesimal but you managed with superhero like strength to do it anyways? Man being a kid is fun. And also there's bedtimes and baths and not so fun things so I don't dunno what I'm getting at.

The Rockies will always have my heart. And some of my liver from that time I lived here when I was 18.

I guess this will work. Not a bad spot to wrap up wedding season.

I put free fallin on almost every mixed tape I ever made. I sometimes thought wildflowers was like my theme song. Mary Jane's last dance was a sort of rebel cry. Yesterday was a sad day across the board in music. How is it that something as simple as a song can make you feel understood? Connected? And why is it now, that we have to think about whether or not we'll be in danger at a concert? If a song or an artist can inspire an entire generation than what are we each contributing to make the world a happier place? What are your go to acts of service or actions you do to contribute positively? Please share. Because while I like to read everyone's heartfelt messages about Las Vegas and the loss of Mr Tom Petty, I LOVE hearing people's actions to fight back against all the heartache and loss out there. I'll go first: - tell people when they have shit in their teeth even if they're strangers - pick up litter when I see it. - compliment strangers. - talk about injustices with my kids even when it's complicated. -try to stay soft even when the world seems hard. So what about you?

I might just post pictures of the sky from now on

Me: So smith what do you think you want to do for work when you get older? Smith~ thinks long and hard "a pirate. With an eye patch. And a sword." I dig your dreams kid. May we all be so bold to say what we really want.

Oh heeeeeyyyyyy.

#hygge we ready. Bring on winter.

Never gets old.

Remember that feeling

Ok so a friend of mine tagged me to do one of those things on IG I usually avoid but I'm trying to be more open to things that make me feel weird. So here's top 15 things about moi: 1- I have a love hate relationship with social media 2- I thought I would always be a single gypsy living life on the road. 3- then I met my husband and we got engaged after 3 months of dating. 6 weeks of those we were on different continents. I was 21 4- We've been married 12 years & have 2 kids we adopted because we couldn't have babes the old fashion way 5- I'm left handed 6- I travelled through Australia for a year when I was 19 in a van named Ruby Tuesday with a friend and I sometimes get so nostalgic for that time I forget it happened 15 years ago. 7- I used to be afraid I'd never find my way in life 8- I think being vulnerable is so much harder than being fearless 9- I am fascinated by people (especially quirky ones) which is one of the main themes in my photography work 10- I'm really introverted but grew up in a house where everyone talked a lot loudly so I figured out how to speak up. 11- I had two concussions in high school and now have a terrible short term memory 12- I cried when Trump won the presidency even though I'm Canadian and sometimes feel deeply saddened the world isn't a better place 13- I'm optimistic about the future 14- I've been on every continent except Antarctica and will travel until I die. 15- I'm a natural red head (photo credit to my 6 year old- my selfie game is not on point) @petalandvow @topknotsara @stacefizzy @karalynd please do this so I don't feel so weird.

You guys... It's sweater season 🎉🎉🎉

Working on archiving files, contemplating why kids have to get older and why the speed of life is increasing exponentially. One of my faves of two of my fave people. #film

My kind of morning.

Farmers' market haul.