The weather in Williamsburg in late April and early May is unpredictable at best. One weekend it is 40 degrees and raining, the next it is sunny and 90! After the weather washed out our plans the previous weekend, this sweet family endured the unseasonable heat to spend some time with us. We jammed to the music from Trolls, made silly faces, practiced our baseball moves, played hide and seek and peekaboo, searched for frogs… and I think it is safe to say we wore each other out!
Thanks for coming out and playing with us Buch family! We can’t wait until next time!
Amy may stake claim as one of the people in my life who has known me the longest. Or she could pretend she doesn’t know me at all. Sisters are like that. I certainly took the opportunity to pretend I didn’t know her the first week we all spent at summer camp together. I was in 3rd grade, Emma would have been in 6th, and I guess Amy would have been in 8th grade. I stuck my tongue out her every time she tried to say hi to me. And I’m pretty sure she told me on when we got home.
Now, Amy has 4 kids of her own–each with a personality that is larger than she and I combined. And Amy, finally found happiness with Steve. They are getting married in July and we could not be more excited for them and what their future together has in store.
How great does she look for a woman of advancing age?? (Hahaha, just kidding Amy–I gotta play the younger sister card–you know that, right?! 😉 )
Together, Amy and Steve will have 9 kids, and all but 3 have grown up, moved out, and are beginning their lives.
This wasn’t a typical shoot for us. We squeezed it in before dinner and had 5 kids in tow. Our littlest decided he wanted to take pictures like we were. No camera is too heavy, no lens too large. He’s pretty cute–but we’re pretty partial. And the pictures he took aren’t bad either…maybe we’ll hire him?
This badass young lady has some celebrating to do. While serving in the Reserves, she put herself through nursing school. She is less than month from graduation and has already received and accepted a job offer at an elite hospital in the area. Well done, lady. Well done.
Kicking ass, saving lives, and incredibly gorgeous. Thanks for hanging out with us and laughing at Mark’s jokes 😉
Bring it 2017 photography season. We are ready. Our game is strong after a quick refreshing getaway in Indianapolis with some of the industry’s best and brightest gettin’ my learn on. We talked family sessions. We talked weddings. We talked posing and lighting and social media and 5-year plans, aka all that boring stuff that let’s us do what we do. The days were long. We watched our mentor work her magic on family and engagement sessions. We bonded. We ate. We slept and we repeated it x 3.
Everywhere we went there were random acts of art.
I’m so thankful for the friendships that were made and the lessons that were learned. Bring it 2017. We’ve got this.
Mark pretty much rocks at surprises. And we had a lot to celebrate…you know…like the fact that is was June. He arranged flights, tours, the hotel, the CHILDCARE. How did I reward him? I bought him a hat from Goorin Brothers. So, yeah. I think it is safe to say that *I* pretty much rock at surprises, too.
We had a quick three day trip. We saw a lot, ate way too much, and can’t wait to go back. Who’s up for a trip in November? I’ll buy the pralines…cause let’s face it…I’m an awesome surpriser (but you know, without the surprise, ’cause I just told you–you didn’t think I’d treat you any differently than the love of my life, did you?)!
We tried the absinthes at Jean Lafitte’s Old Absinthe House. I chose the right one; Mark did not.
I took the “everything in New Orleans is a good idea” sticker as a sign. Purple hair don’t care! 😉
Clearly, that’s a motto that’s taken to heart.
We happened upon the Old Ursuline Convent while walking the streets. We found the museum pretty interesting, but were glad we went before we heard it’s sordid past on our ghost tour. New Orleans is a city with a past. And that past made me sleep with the lights on the night after the tour.
Known for being the home of the world’s greatest hurricane, AND…being incredibly haunted…yup…haunted.
Who wants to have their wedding here so we can back before November?
This year, Christmas Eve began a little differently than in years past. Although the forecast called for rain and low temperatures, we didn’t let that put a damper on our early morning celebration of Amy and Alan’s engagement.
You see, Amy and Alan are both Submariners in the United States Navy and a little cold wasn’t going to stop them. They met while stationed in Washington state on the USS Ohio (SSGN 726). Alan moved from Washington to Virginia in December of 2014, but the two decided to try a long distance relationship. After a year and a half of FaceTime dates, occasional trips, and lots of e-mails while Amy was underway on the submarine, they decided that Amy should get out of the Navy and move to Virginia with Alan and Landon (Alan’s adorable 8 year old son). With a career change and a cross-country move, Amy knew an engagement would soon come, but didn’t know when, where or how.
Amy says that, “On many occasions after moving here, I thought he was going to ‘pop the question,’ but he didn’t. He knew that in order for the proposal to be a surprise, he would have to be sneaky. On an unsuspecting Tuesday afternoon, we decided to trek out to Williamsburg and drive the Colonial Parkway, at the tail end of the changing colors and falling leaves. I had no idea the proposal was coming since we had been planning this scenic drive for the last two years. After he drove us from one beautiful end to the other, where the sunset was perfectly timed to be right over the water, we went to The Cheese Shop for some wine and cheese. I still thought this was just a date night.
Towards the end of our delicious appetizer, he suggested trying an Italian restaurant we knew about in Williamsburg. Once again, I was not suspicious since we had been planning on this restaurant for a while now. We walked in the restaurant and they took us back to the only decorated table with a white tablecloth, red roses, a small appetizer platter, and a bottle of chilled champagne. I still thought maybe since we knew the owner’s brother, that it was not meant for us. Naïve! As the next few minutes progressed, I finally figured it out. He left to “take a work phone call” and came back with the ring. As I turned around, with the whole restaurant gathered around and our friend and the owner standing behind him, Alan got down on one knee with the beautiful ring out in front of him. He put the ring on my finger. I cried. The restaurant cheered. He sat back down. I leaned over and whispered, ‘Are you going to ask me?’ Needless to say, I said yes!”
Well done, Alan. Well done.
And since Amy and Alan will be a family of three, it was only fitting that Landon come along for some fun.
Thanks for being awesome and not letting a little rain (ok, a deluge) ruin our fun!
Hillary and Tyler are no longer locals, but the draw of this sweet little town is strong. Though thousands of miles currently separate them (Hillary is a pharmacist in Alaska and Tyler is an event operations manager in Colorado), there was no other choice of where to take engagement photos. These two started dating in college, but by then, Hillary was the first female section lead in the fife and drum corps. That meant most weekends were spent in Colonial Williamsburg watching Hillary march up and down the streets of Williamsburg playing songs from the 1700s.
Hillary and Tyler were in town to begin making wedding plans and to see family for the holidays. We’re so glad they took some time out for themselves to hang out with us, walk Duke of Gloucester Street, and go on a wild goose chase!
Thanks for being so laid back and going with our whims! We wish you both countless years of never ending happiness!