When I was younger, my sisters and I would fight like cats and dogs. The 3 of us were so different. Me, the artistic (and I admit, “emo”, haha. that word wasn’t even around back then), Michele, the academic (and middle), and Kari the happy go lucky. We were so different back then. But now, as adults and making our own lives, raising children or starting families, we are so much alike. And the love I have for them both is not like any other.
I photographed these sisters last week, on the coldest day of the year. Their father is a great friend and has helped me immensely over the last year in all sorts of business matters. When I’d asked him if he’d taken his daughters’ photos this year and he said no, there was no way I was going to have it. Unfortunately the only day I happened to have available was Friday…and as luck would have it, the coldest day of the year, the day it snowed 3-5 inches in HOUSTON! As I talked to him on the phone earlier in the day I was telling him that I was praying the snow would stay long enough to do their photo shoot in it. He hates the snow, coming from Ohio where it snows all winter. I was excited, gleeful, and enjoying the snow (even while driving in town on the freeways during a early Friday rush hour). He was grumpy, lol. In the end, I think his prayers for the snow to go away won out because when it was time to take their photos, the sun was shining, the air was crisp, the snow was gone…Oh well, I’ll hope for another round of snow 🙂