we have, literally, thousands of photos of cape cod through the years. but every one is a treat. every year different.
some years other families came with us, some years it was just us. then i got married and had kids, and it seemed like every year there was a new baby (ha). and then a brother got married…and maybe eventually there will be more babies. (maybe? please?)
i do have photos from this year’s trip.
but…i spent more time without a camera in my hands this year.
there was plenty of inspiration. the light in the house we rented was gorgeous. wide plank wood floors, white walls and tons of windows.
and the weather was spectacular. we hit just the right week—the leaves that were green at the start of the week had turned brilliant fall shades by the end.
three generations: harrison, his father, and his father’s father.
but as the self-appointed family photographer, you spend a lot of time separated from the action, instead of being a part of the action.
so this year, the photos are few. but the memories are many.
(and obviously by “few”, i mean a mere hundred or so)
jeremy ran his first 5K.
and at the last minute harrison decided to run too.
we went to the beach and attempted some family photos.
it was hilarious. especially when we decided to try some “young me/now me” type pics.
it’s going to take all my—admittedly limited—photoshop skillzzz to get something potentially usable.
i’ll let you know what i come up with.
we did get some nice shots of the grandparents.
thanks for letting me share.