Hello Spring!

My blog post title feels a little odd, as it’s been pouring rain the last few days; however, it was a very beautiful Saturday, and we had a wonderful family trip to Charlie Daniels Park. My son got to play on a train, and I got some quality time with him in the wildflowers. I wish he would have looked up at the camera more, but he was busy enjoying the rocks and grass

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So far, spring with a baby has been lovely. I’ve enjoyed experiencing the changing seasons with him as he grows. Soon my baby will be a toddler! Sometimes I still feel like I just got home from the hospital.

My neighbor’s mother said to me the other day, “When you have a baby… the days are long, but the months are short.” Very profound, and very true.

Robinson Park Photo Session {The S Family} – Sneak Peak

There’s a lovely little park that I never knew existed until after living in Mount Juliet for six months! Last week I got the privilege of photographing a wonderful family at Robinson Park, and they made for a perfect late autumn portrait session. The best part? They styled themselves in coordinating outfits of burgundy and black… so cute!

I’m just starting the process of launching my photography business. One of the first steps is taking weekend photo shoots! Hopefully by the time the weather warms up, I’ll be booking up lots of weekend slots. 🙂

I Love the Nashville Flea Market

Have I mentioned that I love the Nashville Flea Market?

On the fourth weekend of every month, there is an incredible flea market at the Nashville Fairgrounds. It is way better than some little city swap meet. Visiting the market has become a family routine for me and my husband, and we try to go as much as we can. We love the thrill of the hunt, and finding that unexpected treasured item you didn’t even know you always needed…

I planned to work this morning at the hospital, but in an unexpected turn of events I wasn’t needed, so my husband suggested we head to the flea market instead. So far, Black Friday weekend has been my favorite visit to the flea market yet! There were more vendors than usual, and a lot of items were priced to sell for the holidays.

And then I saw it, that shiny little red reincarnation from my childhood…
There was a beautiful little red tricycle, just like the one I used to ride, sitting on its lonesome next to piles of old wicker furniture and rusty antiques.

Kids flocked to the tricycle, one after another. One girl sat on it and then clapped her hands gleefully. A sweet little boy tried to take the trike for a spin, and his mother pulled him away. I could hear the poor little guy whimpering all the way to the other side of the market.

“We can’t afford it,” my husband said. He was thinking what I was thinking. The trike was retro, it was adorable, and kids flocked to it like it was made of candy. It had to be more than we wanted to spend.

“Shouldn’t we at least see how much it is?” I asked, “What if it’s something crazy, like twenty bucks?”

He reluctantly hunted down the trike’s owner, and the lady said it was $25, but for us she would let it go for $20. My husband and I looked at each other, and we knew we had to take the little bike home.

I looked down at my baby in his stroller, picturing him riding the tricycle some day in the not-so-distant future.

So yes, I love the Nashville Flea Market. Today I scored a beautiful little tricycle straight out of my own childhood for twenty bucks, and I can’t wait to use it as a photography prop. I’m already planning ahead to do my first official mini sessions in the spring, and the tricycle will be my shining little star.