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Love letters.  Mushy, gushy, oh-so-cheezy love letters.  Who wouldn’t want one?  When Seth and I first started dating (and for those of you out there who are giggling because you know we only dated for a few weeks before our engagement….just keep on giggling….glad to entertain you…) he hand-wrote a little letter and sent it to me in the mail, with a box full of boxes of DOTS.  Yes, my favorite candy.  He won me over that day.  I knew I was going to marry him (yes, it’s that simple of an equation: hand written letters + candy = winning my heart over-FOREVER). Sadly, the days of handwriting are slowly slipping away and emails, texting, tweeting and facebook messaging are becoming the way of life.  But there is something so romantic and thoughtful about taking a few moments and putting your feelings down on paper. 


I hadn’t thought about love letters for a long time, until I came upon this lovely article.  Apparently, writing love letters gives your relationship a better chance and promotes you to use more positive language when you talk to one another.  Today’s post is an encouragement to go out and write your loved one a letter.  A permanent note, that they can keep somewhere special as a reminder about how you feel.  Whether you have been together for two weeks or two decades, writing a love letter is good for your relationship.  


And, for some encouragement, check out this love letter written over 100 years ago….can you imagine having someone spend this much time on a note for you!?  Adding pictures and a code to your letter, makes it that much better…see if you can make sense of it, before you read the transcript.

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My Dearest Fanny,


I am writing these few lines to tell you that I cannot live any longer without you. I worship you always. I think you are a beauty and the nicest girl I ever saw and I adore you. Oh exquisite Fanny, do not despise me for loving you so well. I shall be broken-hearted if you desert me. Can you meet me on Monday night, when I will take you to the Star Music Hall. I hate that Bill Robinson, who is hanging after you and I intend to horsewhip him when I see him. I shall be delighted to hear from you at once. Do not let my suit be fruitless. Reply by next post to


Your loving

William Weightman


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  • April 20, 2010 - 3:12 pm

    Dianna - Hah…that is too funny Noelle….=] your dad used to write (draw) me little notes like the one above when we were dating!!! Next time you are home I will show you one! I used to have to decode the note to find out if I was going on a date =] Once I married him…the notes stopped ;(

Kiss me out of the bearded barley

Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon’s sparkling
So kiss me

Kiss me down by the broken tree house
Swing em upon its hanging tire
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
We’ll take the trail marked on your father’s map

-Sixpence None the Richer

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She’s always there.  She picks up the phone on a late night call.  She will drive to see me when I’m feeling down.  She still takes care of me when I don’t feel well.  She watches my naughty dogs when I’m on vacation (I mean, seriously!  Who else would do that!?).  When I was growing up, she constantly told me that she didn’t want to be my friend, because…She’s. My. Mom. Period.  It always made me mad when she said that.  “Why not?  Why can’t you be like the other moms?  The “cool” moms….”  But, she held strong.  She taught me how to love and respect others, she pushed me to work hard, and she always encouraged me to be artistic.


However – she can’t deny it now.  She’s my friend.  One of my best friends.  We talk on the phone every day….even when there is absolutely nothing to talk about, we still have something to say.  And, now, after all of those struggles and growing pains, I think she’s more than “cool”….she’s amazing.  I only hope to be half of what she is.  Mom, thanks for being you.  Oh, and by the way, Happy Birthday.


I took this picture of my parents this fall…despite my dad’s protests.  I know my dad is going to complain that I cut off half of his head for this post…but hey, look at the real focus of this picture….I think she looks like a movie star….

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  • April 13, 2010 - 12:41 pm

    Dianna - Thanks Noelle…I love you! =)

  • April 14, 2010 - 12:05 pm

    Jill - Your parents are beautiful!!!!

  • April 14, 2010 - 3:50 pm

    Brooke Mohar - That was a really nice blog of you’re mom!

Photography.  It’s fascinating.  No matter who you are or what you do, you are probably interested in it…at least you must be if you are reading this blog (because I know I’m not THAT cool…just because I think I’m hilarious, doesn’t mean anyone else does).  I can’t tell you how many times I get asked “How did you get into photography?”.  (The answer to this is much too long for this particular post).  However, I’m guessing the reason why most people are are so naturally interested in photography comes from that element of being able to capture a moment in time, FOR-EV-ER.


For centuries, telling stories has been a form of art.  Once photography was invented, story-telling changed…but, it is still a form of art!  Ultimately, after hours of planning, shooting and editing, my goal is to give you YOUR story.  My favorite part about the final product I produce is putting together the images in a beautiful sequence and making a big emotional impact.  No couple should go without getting an album of their wedding day.  I didn’t understand this when I was getting married, because I didn’t take the time to sit down and think about what an impact the images would have on me, if I got to see them together, telling a story.  While you can buy the rights to your images, and load them on your computer…you will not look at those images every day, and it will take forever to go through the entire story on your computer.  However, a fine art album can sit out on your table or mantle…and can be opened, flipped through, and loved without the hassle of waiting for pictures to load, etc.  Not to mention, there is just something so real and raw about being able to touch the picture and seeing it as it was meant to be…PRINTED. 


Below is a sample of a fine art album that I created for one of the most wonderful couples in the world!  In the end, each album I create should give you a glimpse into that moment, make you feel as if you were there, and give you a feeling about the relationships we capture.




OH!! And the winner of the DQ is……….Corinne!  If you missed out on the past contest keep an eye on our blog, because a new contest will be coming very soon!  And every contest will have a prize.  Otherwise, what’s the point? 
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Peeps.  She hates them.  My mother hates those tasty, little delightful, marshmallowy bits of heaven.  And, since she hates them, we don’t get them in our Easter baskets.  Now, I know what you might be thinking…”Aren’t you a little old for Easter baskets?!?”.  Well, apparently, my mother thinks the same thing.  Because, this year, instead of getting our own Easter baskets, like all of the past 26 years before, we had one giant basket of candy on the counter, that everyone had to share!?  I understand this might be childish, and whiney, and maybe a little selfish, but SERIOUSLY!?  No EASTER BASKETS!?  Ok – I get it Mom.  We’re getting old, and for that you are punishing us.  But, maybe next year…just maybe, you could hide at least one Cadbury egg for me?  Please?



I think it is hard for me to let some of those child-like traditions go, because I have always loved finding traditions…and keeping them (isn’t that why they’re called traditions!?).  So, for me, growing up sometimes is difficult to face.  Some traditions have to change.  However, that doesn’t change the true meaning behind Easter, or the reason why we celebrate it.



“Amazing love, how can it be,

that you my King should die for me?”
– Chris Tomlin



That being said, on a totally different note, I decided it is about time to start posting some of the sessions we have had in the last several months.  After some busy time traveling and getting back into the swing of things, I have FINALLY had a moment to put some together!


Jared & Skyler are so adorable.  We photographed their engagement session on a chilly morning in February.  The two of them have a special connection and it comes to light in front of the lens. As you can see, sometimes braving the snow is totally worth it!



Skyler, you really are amazing.  Look at that face!  Jared, you better know how lucky you are!

Happy Monday!  And for those of you waiting to see who won the completely-underwhelmingly-responded-to-contest….keep posted.  Results will be up this week! 
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  • April 5, 2010 - 11:46 am

    Dianna - OK..couple of things….I have had to get used to changes in you growing older too. One of those comes in the form of SHARING you with the in-laws! Next year you won’t be with me =[ so maybe Bonnie will hide that Cadbury egg for you =] But let it be known, she better keep track of where she hides it because your track record on finding eggs is “not so good”!! And..I really do hate peeps.