babes and blueberries

the heat finally gave way and we headed out to our friend's farm in Harvard, MA. i can't believe that a year ago, this guy's mama and i were just becoming friends and getting to know each other. a year ago i photographed newborn him. since then i've watched him grow (which is awesome because he's the happiest, most wonderful little boy ever) i've watched his mom navigate her way accommodating her newly enlarged heart and wrangling two small bodies in the course of a day. we experienced Colorado together. there's no going back now. moment of shame : i've/we'd never picked blueberries before. ever. it's awesome and easy.

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xo // isabel

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Molly and Marcello. Mother and son. My husband's cousin and her darling new baby boy. Staying locally, from CA, while her over-achieving lawyer husband returns to the Army for training. (you laughed, right Aldo?!) Molly is holding it down on her own with little Cello. We made a plan to get pho together every week that she's here. Didn't really have to twist my arm much there.

After we stuffed ourselves silly I dragged them to a local park that I love. It's down in Quincy, where we lived when Jack was wee and we were first married. Knew it'd be a great walking/shooting/talking spot. And walk/shoot/talk we did.

isabel