meet emily. i told her she could quit school and start modeling. i was only half joking.
happy senior year.
xo
meet emily. i told her she could quit school and start modeling. i was only half joking.
happy senior year.
xo
our annual trip to larriland. a fond summer tradition. an event that always makes the summer bucket list.
as a parent, when you do something each year, you actually see how much your children are developing and the independence they are acquiring. the days of carrying one on your hip, while helping another, with a box of fresh picked berries so that it doesn't spill, are long gone. they run to the fields and get lost in the maze of fruit. only giggles are heard above the rows of plantings as they eat, toss and collect their fruitful earnings.
each year, i follow along with my camera to document the outing. it gets harder and harder as they are more aware of the camera. i try to be more strategic with a bigger lens so that i don't invade their preteen/teenage space. but i did have them pose at the top of the hill to get one group shot. then i tried one of my photographer tricks and asked them to run down the hill. without missing a beat, all of them, began their exaggerated runs. this is what children of a photographer looks like. mocking me along the way. awesome.
our community has hosted a beach camp for the neighborhood kids for years. a co-op run laid back gathering of neighbors who meet at the community beach for a couple of hours 3 days a week during the month of July. each parent takes a day and plans an activity from popsicle stick frames and photos, to painting river rocks to messy art days, seining, fishing and crabbing, scavenger hunts, kick ball games, candle making, etc. the cost is minimal, $30 per child. under $100 for my three boys to participate. a camp fee hard to find these days.
last year, jill galloway noticed a group of kids who would soon be "graduating" (usually around 12 years old) out of beach camp. but these kids were still looking for activities to do and a place to gather. she decided to create a "teen camp" for those kids who were entering 7th grade. they would meet on fridays and do an activity. it was a raving success! and she continued it again this year with the help of her husband and children.
this year, the teens met to plant red buds around the community, an idea sparked from a willow tree that was planted at our main beach by jill's mother in law for her son. the tree now serves as a landmark to many boaters and residents as she waves her beautiful branches all year long.
the teens also built a osprey nest for our local winged friends. on the another friday they built trebuchet's, a catapult that is used to hurl stones (or tennis balls!). they began with a diagram, all the pre-cut pieces (thanks to mr. galloway), a drill and a team. then they had a competition to see whose ball would launch the farthest. the girls won.
each week, the camp grew larger. word was spreading that this was a place to be on fridays for this sleepy teenage group. on the last day, it was the annual cardboard box regatta. cardboard was collected, duck tape, box cutters and oars. the rules: build a boat out of cardboard, drive it around the bouy and make it back to the beach. winners were selected based on three categories, 1. speed boat award, 2. titanic award, 3. designers award. as the rain began to fall, we ordered our snowballs, and headed to the beach to watch the races.
all in all, the teen camp was good old wholesome fun. like the days before technology. i am grateful for the galloways. for the smiles they placed on these teens faces each week and for their continued effort to make this place a wonderful place to raise our children. thank you galloways.