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"Tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.”

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"Tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.”

"Tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.”

There once was a moon, as beautiful as can be, only the stars could fathom, but the sun could not see. The sun so radiant, he burns so bright. The moon so luminous, but only showed her face during the night. She was untouchable, surrounding herself with a blanket of darkness. The sun would give anything to catch a glimpse of the Moon illuminating the beautiful night sky.

Until one day when the Sun was sliding out of the heavens, he caught a glimpse of her. She was peeking up, a rare side of her being exposed to the light. And while the Sun could shine, he knew the Moon could glow.

Just as the Stars were wandering into the night, the Sun fell in love like a snowball hurdling down a mountain. How he wished to see her move than the fleeting moments he shared with her at both dawn and dusk. But they were a world apart.

“Go,” she whispered to him one of those nights, her voice as sweet and sorrowful as the last light of morning. “Go and let me breathe, for you and I have decided fates. You illuminate the day, and I cast a glow one the night. We will never be. Our connection would go against what all the people believe, all they know” During the summer he would stay a little longer just in case she would change his mind. It was no use.

“Don’t you dare abandon your blessing of light for my darkness.” And those were the last words the Moon was strong enough to speak to the Sun.

The Sun could feel her peaceful soul and it soon became clear. He would die each and every night to let his true love breathe, for it would put an end to all her misery.

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dad's day

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dad's day

To our rock flipper, our rock skipper, our critter catcher, our fire starter, our magic maker, the one who helps us keep our feet dry, our fixer, our modifier, our builder....

Thank you.

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2017 - a personal year

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2017 - a personal year

I've been unsettled for quite some time, honestly I almost feel split in two. 

Last year I began to feel a fissure. It widened the deeper into business I got with Malily Photography.  I have learned that the more I fall in with the love the art of photography, the more the business end of it has starts to wear on me.  I also run a full time handmade perfume business called Wylde Ivy.  Wylde Ivy isn't full time, it's pretty much all the time for me.  It's my baby...my first baby since I started that business years before my girls were born. 

Last year was an amazing year for my businesses,  and truly I am so thrilled and thankful.  With that much amazing, also came much exhaustion and frustration.  I let too many opportunities in both of my professional worlds (and to be honest my personal life) pass my by last year just because I did not have the time to follow up or peruse them.

I am a bit heartsick to put this into words.  Truly I love being invited into my clients lives, being entrusted with their precious memories, watching families begin, grow, and blossom.  I've captured love and birth and growing up.   I can't thank you all enough for that.  I am as excited and passionate as ever to see where my personal artistic journey will take me.  I'm only taking a break from the business side of photography, at least for this year.  This year is about slowing down, regrouping, and let me vision take me where it may.

End note: I reserve the right to change my mind...since I'm not too proud to admit that I'm fickle and get bored easily.   I am keeping my session wait list open to new signups on my Contact Page.  Sign up or contact me if you'd like to be added to the list to be notified of any open session dates or call for models.

Thank you from the bottom of my capricious heart.

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chasing pirates

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chasing pirates

I'm very much an "off the beaten path" kind of person when we vacation or hike.  I enjoy seclusion when we are outside and I love seeking out hidden gems when we travel.  We did see most of the major touristy spots in Acadia...Thunder Hole, Cadillac Mountain, Jordan Pond, Sand Beach, Otter Cliffs, to name some.  One of my favorite days was when set out to find The Ovens.  We geocache which has been phenomenal for finding those wonderful out of the way places that I love.  It also makes it exciting for the girls to find hidden "treasure".  So in browsing some geocaches in the area I found one at a place where there were some natural sea caves called The Ovens.  It was only accessible by foot during low tide and required a pretty good walk on rocky beach for two pairs of seven year old legs.  The girls collected A LOT of rocks here and tons of sea glass.  Who doesn't love sparkly colorful beach stones?  Most likely the person hauling them home.  We made up stories about going to find pirate treasure along the way and practiced skipping stones.  Finally we found caves and the geocache.  Not long after we arrived we started hearing distant thunder and the sky turned angry.  We had a long slow walk back and by this point in our vacation the girls were weary and counting fresh blisters.  We heaved the girls up on our backs and hauled them and their rock collections back out to the truck.  Easily one of the best ways to say goodbye to Maine.  We dreamed of our next trip up there the whole way home.

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