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April 29, 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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Let’s just pretend spring is here-ok?

How come when our eyes are open to another way of living, it’s so much harder to ignore those layers of ourselves that feel impossible to strip away? Shot on film to make it all feel more nostalgic and tangible

The family who skis together, ends up in a big family hug. Last weekend to hit the slopes friends.

How come babies make you equal parts delirious, hysterical, manic and whole heartedly changed?

I fear the day he eats like a teenager.

Something about film and travelling that makes the whole experience so much more nostalgic when looking back. Thank you to @indiefilmlab for the processing.

I have gone through times when I felt afraid of what the future would be like for our kids. Legitimate fear keeping me up at night and wondering how the hell to protect them. But then you see kids- KIDS refusing to let their futures be left in the hands of humans who clearly are not considering the long term implications of their inactions and actions. You see babies standing up and asking others to stand with them. Showing up and raising their voices and taking the lead. How fucking empowering is that to an entire generation. They are way more awake than so many of us. I wanna grow up to be like those kids. And I think the future is in good hands. May we all strive to show up in our own lives and be seen and stand up for the things we believe in.

The grace to meet yourself where you are and move without fear to where you want to be.

I see you spring. Ready for you. #swheatgrassorganicwheatgrass

I've been thinking about legacy lately. All the parts of ourselves we pass along to a new generation. Our dreams, our wisdom, our mistakes all embedded somewhere in our people left behind. You might see an old woman reading the comics but I see all the pieces of her family tree reaching out from her. I see her combing the paper for friends she's known. I see her looking to her family for traces of who she was and who she is. Her legacy is wide and expansive. And I can't help think what I'll leave behind.

Small towns.

To strong women everywhere. May we know them, may we be them, may we raise them.

The mountains may have my heart but the prairies sure got something special.

Serious question for you my loves- when you have more days behind you then you do in front of you, what do you hope to look back and see? What's trailing in the dust you leave behind? This isn't just inspirational fluff/rhetoric but I actually want to know.

I re edited this series to look more like it actually looked. The pink was not real and it really really bothered me. Because it feels like everything i see is pushing to a pretty kind of rose coloured glasses when actually sometimes those quiet darker moments have beauty in them too. So that's why this photo looks like this and not like the one I deleted and if you don't know what I'm talking about don't worry the world will keep spinning. Because that's what it does no matter if you are in the rose coloured sunset or the darker stormy night. So be where you are and bend with the wind. And that's all I have to say about that.

LA- with all the Instagram worthy eye candy.

I don't generally lean towards the feminine energy. It feels foreign to me. The softness, fluidity, the vulnerability. But I also have a sneaky suspicion that the thing I shy away from is also maybe a saving grace. The feminine energy, which has nothin to do with being female or male, is needed in times of upheaval. The world needs it. Boys and girls need it. I am all for a strong next generation, for girls who are strong and brave and fight for their rights. But there is equal power in softness. It is not a lesser energy. It is needed to raise, to move the energy up. And because it feels a little unknown to me, I thought I might try something different in my work. I've been slowly working on a personal project exploring the feminine energy of movement. I want to try to see it or maybe understand it a little deeper. Here's the newest piece to be added to the series. PS @larissastavrou was such a badass goddess dancer. Taking on arctic conditions with grit and softness. I am in awe of you. Thank you for collaborating with me.

After a hiatus the girls if @heysecondbase blew out the cobwebs on the store and are selling these #radasfwords tees. But once they gone, they gone.

Winter and I aren't speaking right now. I'm going to try to make up with him tomorrow. But for today I will feel nostalgic for summer evenings and yoga outside.

You guys this book, makes me so happy and has started so many incredible conversations for the kids. Definitely recommended