Venice Beach, for a hot minute.
Joshua Tree and my favourite cacti
My brother took this without looking...
my dad is the cutest photographer
spot my dad
J Tree is an adult playground. You have to experience it. We've been there many times and the novelty still hasn't worn off.
Find my cork. V disappointing.
styled by Thew
Celebrating becoming a full-time photographer!
excited about shade, probably
not sure who photobombed who
we saw a rattlesnake!
Doug Aitken's MIRAGE - such a cool installation.
portrait of me, self-portrait of Andrew
struggling to get photos without people
Salvation Mountain was definitely worth the drive.
'indifferent' is my go-to pose
Can't decide which photo to blow-up!
Thew navigated a road trip to some crazy dunes in the middle of nowhere. The photos definitely don't do them justice.
The view as we headed to Fort Sumter. Andrew soaked in the history while I soaked up the sun.
Nothing like a nice stroll with your snakes..
Some snake owners chat up some dog owners.
Chapel of my eye?
This photo involves a very sad story so continue to scroll if you tend to get emotional about meat. I made a reso here (Husk) a month in advance to have the 'best burger in America'. For the next month I drooled over the photo only to be told that their burger is only served at their bar, not their restaurant. I told you, it's a sad story. The burger that got away.
Not only was the food amazing at Husk, we also highly recommend 82 Queen which is right next door. Get the grits.
Free wine is the best wine. Courtesy of Fulton Lane Inn.
Fun fact: Spanish moss is neither Spanish nor moss. Also, don't pick it up and certainly don't stuff your pillows with it, unless you want to be covered in chiggers. Great, now I'm itchy.
"Andrew, go stand in that plant."
Welcome to the wonderful Zeigler House Inn. Staying here was actually my favourite part of the trip. Being a historic building, it really felt like part of the experience. We felt so welcomed and the room was to die for. I have plans to make our future bedroom look just like it!
Our inn was on Jones St, where the saying "keeping up with the Joneses" supposedly came from. We're very important people!
Thanks to whoever left this piano here.
"Hello, I live here..." - Carrie Bradshaw
This is a key to a secret speakeasy in Savannah. While we did manage to secure a key and track down the hidden door, the door never opened. Sadly, a Tuesday in February is not a hot speakeasy night. You can see a photo of the door in my iPhone photos below.
Fresh pastries were brought to our room every day and we didn't hate it.
The Savannah historic district is made up of many squares. Every couple blocks is another park with incredible oaks surrounded by mostly untouched buildings. You can't capture it in a photo. It's all encompassing.
This is an ongoing series of shots taken at Andrew's family's dairy farm over the years.
Last weekend we picked some fresh strawberries on an uncomfortably hot morning in Simcoe. More accurately, Andrew and Phil picked while Julia ate and I took photos and played with Joe. I'm not going to not play with Joe.