I didn’t pick up my camera until the Christmas season, and when I did reach for a camera, I did so with intention, reminding myself that photography is play for me; I had to slow down enough to invite it back in without turning it into work.

So I made a small rule: compose more, edit less.

Move my feet.

Pay attention.

Let the moment stand.

This winter has felt like integration, a family, mostly me, learning how to be in the same few square feet without rushing past each other.

A quieter kind of presence.

Olivia took the camera more again.

A bunch of these frames are hers.

I continue to be in more of them now, through the eyes of someone I adore, surreal.