It's no secret around here that we frequently eat breakfast for dinner. I was actually surprised to find out that two of our family friends not only don't do that upon occasion but the husbands of each family actually dislike it.

So weird, right?

I actually forgot that bit of information and one family was over visiting and dinner time approached and I knew I had all the stuff so I started flipping out frittatas only remembering after I had served him. He really enjoyed them though and told his wife she could make them (for breakfast though.)

My beloved? He will eat them anytime of day as often as I am willing to make them. They're not complicated and really this is more of an assembly post that an actual recipe. But they make for a really pretty looking meal and they're delicious.

Frittata are basically a kind of omelette. A traditional frittata looks more like a one layer cake with all of your fillings (veggies, meat, etc.) mixed in instead of folded into the middle in the way of an omelette. But when Rob and  I went to Lakeland a few months ago and ordered them from room service this beautiful dish was served and it's the only way I make them now.

What you'll do:
Gather and prepare your fixings. I usually roast chopped potatoes after tossing them with olive oil, garlic, and fresh rosemary. I've used store bought hashbrowns but just don't have a knack for cooking them. (I know, I know! It's frozen potatoes but I just can't make them turn out right.)

We love sauteed onions so I try to include them.

Mushrooms, spinach (also sauteed), chopped roma tomatoes, cream cheese or goat cheese, basically anything you'd put into an omelette.

Because you will be flipping the egg mixture you need a small frying pan. I have made Rob a five egg frittata but that gets a little messy when I flip it so normally I stick to four. I make two egg ones for myself or the girls and I have also used one whole egg and two egg whites before.

Whip your eggs in a bowl and pour into a well buttered hot pan just like you would if your were making scrambled eggs.

Just make sure not to stir them and pop any bubbles that begin to rise. Once it begins to get firm use a spatula and flip it just like you would a pancake. It won't take long but while it finishes grab your plate and build your base. In our house we do the potatoes and onions on the bottom. Apparently I sometimes add my mushrooms too.

The we place the egg cake on top and add the other goodness putting the cream cheese or goat cheese on last. According to this picture I guess we tossed in some chopped avocado too.

It's not a complicated meal but it can be time consuming. Sometimes we work it short order style and everybody eats as they come off the skillet but I have cooked up batches and kept them warm in the oven until we could all sit down together to eat as a family.

Some mornings I may leave out a few of the ingredients like the potatoes and onions just because it's faster. I've also added  tomato and green onion to the egg mixture while it's cooking.

So, there ya go...a yummy and quite pretty breakfast you can eat anytime. Even for dinner.

The glory of childbirth.

I've done it five times myself and have had the privilege of being present at least that many times at other births and I cannot find words that even come close to describing the miracle of life coming into this world.

I think that may be why I am so drawn to birth photography. I may not have the words but I can take pictures that reflect, at least in part, the glory of a human being's arrival.

This labor and delivery was one of the most beautiful l&d's that I've been a part of either as a participant or spectator. From start to finish is was saturated in the Word and covered in prayer. And the sense of community was profound.

This was Cody and Jessica's third child but the first time she has ever gone full term before so it was a bit of a waiting game for all of us but the call finally came that labor had indeed started. Little Miss Heidi was also the only day time birth for the family, both of her big sisters arrived in the middle of the night. I think it was incredibly gracious of her myself.

When I got to the hospital they were settling into their room. It was a natural childbirth but periodically Jessica would get hooked up so that heart rates could be checked and contractions were tracked to establish a baseline.

They had made a play list of praise and worship music and had it playing in the back ground. She had also made a list of favorite Bible passages that would be a source of encouragement to her during the hard moments of labor. During some of the stronger contractions her husband would put counter pressure on her back while a sweet friend read various verses giving her something to focus on.

You would think that would be the sweetest moment in the room that day but when things really got going her Dad stood up so he could go hang out in the waiting room until time to meet his new granddaughter. Just as he went to hug her a contraction came on. Without missing a beat her father rubbed her back and prayed over her until it passed.

Later, it would be her mother's turn to give comfort and prayer.

She had such an amazing support group around her each moving in and out of the way giving her comfort and help as needed.

I love the moments with the family and friends but my favorites are still what is going on between husband and wife. 

No matter how hard the contractions Jessica always rebounded with her beautiful smile and sweet attitude.

Heidi was a pretty big girl and it was a lot of hard work to get her here but mama persevered and at long last she made her debut. She had a little trouble breathing at first but the nurses were fantastic and got her going.

Dad was pretty close by keeping an eye on her.

As soon as he was able he very quietly spoke over her, The Lord bless you and keep you, The Lord make His face to shine upon you...

Beautiful exhausted grateful amazing mama.

Welcome to the world, lovely Heidi Rose! Gad has graciously placed you among a family and with friends that have already covered your life in prayer and in His word.

May grace and peace be multiplied to you
in the knowledge of God and of  Jesus our Lord.
II Peter 1:2

A couple of posts back I shared about having the amazing privilege of photographing the birth of my niece's daughter. And while I haven't been able to attend the arrival of my other niece's two sons I have had the great joy of doing their newborn pictures. So I'm really happy that tradition is being carried on with Miss Kya's sweet self.

She is absolutely adorable and we spent a lovely morning together last week taking pictures. Because her mama is who she is and my niece's mama is who she is the child is not lacking in cute outfits and head bling to wear.

But her Daddy gets all the credit for picking out the most adorable coming home from the hospital outfit. He found it and ordered it online as a surprise for my niece.

See what I mean? Worth the wait all sparkly and then those leg warmers! But then we have this on so fancy head piece.

The sweet little baby was a trooper during her pictures. She was awake a little bit but when her mama got her to settle and go to sleep she was out and let us move her all around without a whimper.

And how perfect is this bridge? My mother-in-law just got it as a sweet birthday present for my daughter. It made the most phenomenal prop and I am already plotting and planning how to use it again.

Looking at these and I just can't wait to love on her some more. She is so precious and we thank God for her life.

Welcome to the world little one! You are so loved.

A while back I hosted a baby shower for my niece who loves banana pudding. Because I am all about the presentation I just did not want to put a bowl full of banana pudding on the pretty dessert table and I did not want to do individual cups either for some reason that I no longer remember. I'm sure it was a good one though.

Because Pinterest is magic it didn't take long for me to discover banana pudding cupcakes and they were a hit at the shower! I've made them twice now and tweaked the recipe a little the second go round and probably have one more adjustment that I'll make the next time I make them.

The first time I followed the recipe exactly with the exception of using banana flavored pudding. (I totally got suckered by the Minion packaging.) I wasn't a huge fan of the cupcake itself so the next time I made them I used this recipe for the cupcake and added mashed bananas to the batter. And while no one complained of the pudding I found it to be too thick so I will probably change it to just regular banana cream pudding and not make it with the sweetened condensed milk next time.

What you'll need:

12 to 15 cupcakes 
1 box instant vanilla pudding (or banana cream), prepared
Nilla wafers, about 1/3 cup crushed and 12 to 15 whole ones for garnish
Cool whip

What you'll do:

Hollow out a portion of each cupcake being sure not to go all the way to the bottom.

Sprinkle the Nilla wafer crumbs into each cupcake.
Spoon the pudding into the holes with enough extra to do a layer of pudding across the top of the cupcake.

Ice the cupcakes with the cool whip.
Garnish with the Nilla wafer.


At the beginning of this year I was able to get involved in Bible Study Fellowship and study the book of John. I loved the experience and got a lot out of the study even though I was coming in halfway. This month I am excited to be starting at the beginning as we go through the book of Romans, one of my favorite books in the Bible. I sort of got into the habit of sharing bits and pieces here on the blog from the John study and that is probably going to happen again with Romans.

The same day BSF started up I also began a ladies Bible reading challenge with sisters in Christ literally from all over the world. We're following a reading plan to read through the entire Bible in nine months. (It's not too late to take part so let me know if you'd like more information on this! There is a facebook group with all kinds of fellowship and resources.)

Yesterday morning I had an interesting overlap between the day's readings and the extra reading of Romans I am doing. The Old Testament Bible reading covered Genesis 12-15 and then in my reading of Romans I was in chapter 4 both of which coincidentally covers Abraham.

It was interesting to hear the story of Abram in those OT chapters and then to read Paul's description of Abram's faith. If you only read Paul's account you would never think that Abram ever questioned God. But in the Genesis account it's almost as if he whined to God about the lack of fulfillment of the promised heir.

What struck me is that Abram's questioning of God and His timetable was not considered a lack of faith in Abraham. It's more like God recognized the limits of Abraham's understanding. Paul goes on to say that, "No distrust made him waver concerning the promise of God, but he grew strong in his faith as he gave glory to God, fully convinced that God was able to do what He had promised."

It's comforting to know that while I may lack full understanding in all that God is doing I can continue in faith, giving Him glory, convinced that He will indeed do all that He promises.

As I added the link in for BSF I realized that not only am I reading Scripture with women from all over the world with the challenge but I am also studying Romans with women all over the world. How amazing that I am reading His words and learning His truths with people I have never met but will one day share eternity with.

My niece had a baby last week and I had the great joy of being there to photograph it. She wasn't the first of my nieces to give birth but she was the first that I was able to be present with for a long day of labor and delivery.

Birth photography is new to me but I am so loving it. There is something so amazing about witnessing a birth but it's also about capturing those beautiful moments between family and friends as they wait together and then celebrate the little one's arrival. It takes on a whole new meaning when it's my family though.

When I saw this interaction between my sister and niece I was quick to focus in and catch it with my camera. But it wasn't until I got home and uploaded the images that I really saw what I had. It literally took my breath away. Because I saw my sister.

The sister who locked me and our little sister out of the house so she and the other older sister could do chores and make peanut butter balls.

It was the face of the sister who played school with us and taught me how to make these little Valentine people from paper hearts with accordion arms and legs.

The one who burnt the pork chops because she liked them crispy.

I saw the same love in that photograph that I remembered from the day she came to check me out of school when my grandfather passed away. She had my future brother-in-law pull the car over and then let me sit in her lap all the way home.

Most of those memories, and thousands like them tucked into my heart and mind, are of my sisters. Rarely are they of just one of them...they're of all three of them.  Even now they play such a role in my life and the lives of my children. Being at volleyball games, texting conversations during America's Got Talent with their nephew, texts and messages of sweet encouragement and funny stuff. Phone calls and prayers. No matter what they are right there whenever I need them.

I don't have any brothers so I don't know what that's like. Maybe it's the same. But what I do know is that my sisters, having sisters...being a sister, makes me the mom I am in way that I can't really explain but just is.

I can't imagine doing life without them.

Photo Credit Cindy Kay Photography

 Because of you, 
I laugh a little harder, 
cry a little less, 
and smile a lot more.

Sometimes, you just have a bad day, ya know?

And it turns out that the exploded can of soda you found in your freezer on Tuesday was just the little tut tut, looks like rain cloud on the horizon because Friday the deluge hit.

You get up at 6:30 to start cooking for a luncheon and everything seems fine.

Until you realize, after you have put the batter into the little silicon mini cake thingie mind you, that you forgot a rather important ingredient. And if you have never tried to remove uncooked batter from one of those silicon thingies you haven't really lived.

But you persevere and fix the batter and get it into the oven. And when it finishes cooking you take it out and you really think you've let it cool long enough only you're all thumbs and drop it. Now the good news is that those silicon thingies won't break when they hit the floor. But flourless chocolate cake? That stuff splatters absolutely everywhere.

So you clean it all up and don't panic because hey, the luncheon is not until noon and you have plenty of time. You start over and it is all moving along just fine and you've got everything under control until you get a reminder text that there is actually a meeting an hour before the luncheon. So you have a minor melt down. But then remember that your kids are watching and you really want them to learn how to handle pressure better than you so you take a deep breathe, apologize to the kids for the minor melt down and enlist some help.

Lo and behold it all gets done and you're ready to leave, not just on time but a few minutes early even. The meeting goes fine and the luncheon is great and by the time you get everything cleaned up you realize you better hustle because you are also committed to cooking some chicken legs for another gathering happening in a few hours.

You run to the store on your way home to pick up some chips and dip that you also need to send with the chicken legs and while you're there you get on the phone to make arrangements for the two children who are not playing in volleyball games and now you really better hustle if those legs are gonna get cooked in time. Because you're pretty smart you call ahead to the house and have the oven preheated. You get home and toss those chicken legs with olive oil and Italian season and pop them in the oven. You're cutting it close time wise but you'll make it.

The chicken gets done and because you're in a hurry you try to cover it with aluminum foil only you're all thumbs again and the pan slips off the counter and the bad news is that 9x13 glass pans
don't bounce the same way those silicon thingies do. And hot 9x13 glass dishes shatter into all the pieces and chicken legs and glass and olive oil make one heck of a mess.

But you get it cleaned up, toss some of the luncheon leftovers together, put it into another 9x13 pan and sprinkle it with cheese. Because you have a really great friend she meets you in the driveway and takes the casserole and gets it to where it needs to go.

You get to where you need to go only a little bit late but things seem to be settling back down and all is well. You get done and pop the address of the girls volleyball game into your phone gps and head over to watch the rest of their game. On the way there there is so much construction on the interstate that you miss your exit and have to cross over the bridge, get off the interstate in order to turn around and get back on in the opposite direction. You make the last game and a half and there is much rejoicing as both girls win their matches.

Life is sweet and on the way home you're relaying the story of your day and in the midst of telling it you remember that you didn't send the chips and dip. Which isn't a big deal really except that when you get home you can't find the chips and dip. Like anywhere.

And that's when you decide to pick up a five dollar pizza and call it a day.

Saturday morning life stays interesting
when a brand new bottle of soy sauce gets knocked off its place in the pantry and hits the floor. You might not be the one responsible for breaking it but at this point it's just guilt by association.

But it's ok because while you're cleaning out the pantry you find a bag from the grocery store where one of your kids, who shall remain nameless to protect their innocent laziness, had put it without removing the container of spinach dip and boy wouldn't that have been a special smell if it had sat for a few more hours?

By Sunday everything seems fine but you still move with lots of extra caution as you chop veggies and prepare for lunch. You even manage a smallish nap.

And here you are greeting Monday with a tentative hello and a cup of tea.

She is something else, this youngest child of mine.

Full of curiosity and questions.

She lives full throttle and sometimes it's a race to keep up.  In a few months she will be eleven and I am just beside myself at the thought.

She has my heart though.

She's a writer, an artist, a warrior, and a pest. I'm not sure where life will take her or what His plan is for her and I really hope I can keep up. Because I think it's going to be something to see.

Freelensing is the technique of detaching the lens from the camera and holding it by hand up to the lens mount and manipulating the focal plane to create an image. It gives a really cool affect and can be fun to mess around with. I haven't mastered it well enough to use with portraits although some photographers do so beautifully. For now I'm practicing on flowers and I gotta say I am in love with the results.






The natural dark edges and light leaks create genuinely unique one of a kind images and the fun thing is that I never know what I'm going to get. 

I think the first two are my favorite. But then again I really like the second white one. And the last one is pretty too so who knows?

Do you have a favorite?

I love taking pictures of people...the happiness, the joy and love, the funny.

But I also enjoying capturing nature be it the beach, a flower or a sunset.

For His invisible attributes, namely, His eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly perceived, ever since the creation of the world, in the things that have been made...

I can't help but see God in the physical world around me and when I start nosing in with my camera, start focusing and really paying attention, I am astounded and left amazed at what He reveals to us of Himself...the beauty, the strength, the grace.

The way a flower blooming hints at the divine unfolding right before our eyes...the story of life, death and resurrection told over and over again and again bearing witness of hope.

Today, look around you at the natural world and marvel that everything was made through Him and for Him.

But ask the beasts, and they will teach you;
the birds of heaven, and they will tell you;
or the bushes of the earth, and they will teach you;
and the fish of the sea will declare to you.
Who among all these does not know
that the hand of the Lord has done this?
~ Job 12:7-9 

One of the things I really love about being a photographer is becoming a family's photographer...the one they call when they want/need pictures. It doesn't even have to be a yearly event but the connection gets made stronger each time I have the privilege of capturing moments for the same people over time. I love it.

I met the Barnes family through the school our kids attended. Cameron hired me to take pictures of the kids for Christmas in 2009 and that was the first time I photographed sweet Jenna.

A year later I did mini sessions as a fundraiser and Jenna and her siblings were in front of my camera again. (How adorable was her little brother?)

After that it was family pictures and a 50th anniversary and then a 95th birthday party. I was super delighted when Cameron called back in the spring about doing Jenna's senior pictures. (And surprised because hello? How had time flown by that fast?) They were living in Birmingham but wanted to come home on spring break and also have her pictures done. 

Jenna has grown into a lovely and talented young lady. Not only does she play the cello but she also sings and acts. She plans to attend Samford in the fall and pursue a degree in the arts.

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I loved including her instrument in some of the pictures. 

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And her dress?! Oh my stars, it was fabulous and you probably recognize it from last Friday's Favorite Photo but you couldn't really see the gorgeous shoes she paired with it.

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She didn't spend her whole session in that though. She also went a little more casual in some of the pictures but still with that lovely elegance and poise.

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We headed to Ft Pickens to finish up her session. That is a pretty popular and well known spot for local photographers but we took some of my absolute favorite senior pictures there.

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We decided she should change back into the dress again and I am so glad we did! 

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Cameron and I had the same thought at the same time and wonderful mama that she is she hustled back to her car and brought the cello to us. It was a perfect end to this fabulous senior session and if I ever have a studio this is going to be a giant canvas hanging on the wall.

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All told this session reminded me just how special it is to be invited into someone's life again and again. Cameron left this comment on my facebook ~ It was just so much more than a photo session, it was a refreshing experience, and just filled up my soul with the goodness that being at home and with friends brings and it means more than I can say that the time I invest in taking someone's pictures is about so much more than just the pictures.

So thank you, Cameron, for your sweet words and I can't wait to see you guys in October for that 100th birthday celebration! 

Jenna, I pray that you will find much success as you seek to hone and develop your skills and talents. Also, that you will continue to use them in such a way as to bring glory to the Giver of those gifts.

The life of faith is lived one day at a time,
and it has to be lived-
not always looked forward to as though
the "real" living is around the next corner.
It is for today which we are responsible.
God still owns tomorrow.
Elisabeth Elliot

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