Little Starling Photography » Capturing the daily flutters of little ones

Sometimes I look at Scott’s newborn photos and wonder who is this baby?  His face has changed so much.

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Our little sunshine-  One month old.

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Little pumpkin at 2 weeks old.

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My little buckaroo is growing up.
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May 2010

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July 2008

Jack finally noticed his cowboy hat in his room, so I let him try it on.  Last time he wore it was two years ago.  I love how thick he was as a six month old.  I had him wear it just for the pictures.  I’d put it on, run back to my tripod and hope to get a few pics before he took it off.  So that’s the hand reaching for his hat. 

My uncle passed away today.  I am grateful for his release, as he had health struggles that limited what he could do.  For a long time, he’s been traveling by scooter.

And upon adopting Jack and Scott, I feel more connected to my Uncle and Aunt.  It’s their great granddaughter who birthed Jack and Scott.   And their love and support has meant so much to me.
When Scott was about two weeks old, I took him over to visit them to show off the new baby in the family.  I sat with Bud on his bed and he asked me if I was happy.  I could see the love in his eyes.  I’m ever grateful we had that last meeting and that he could see his posterity in my family.  I am so blessed.

I can’t do justice here in describing the life of this man.  But he’s overcome many obstacles like childhood polio, was married by age 15 (stayed married to his sweetheart), and converted to Christianity after being  an Atheist.  But his most notable feature was his humor.  I still love remembering when he called me over to him during a family gathering and said, straight faced, that he was a ghost.  Puzzled, I asked, “what?”  He said the doctors told him he had 2 years to live and it had been 6 months past that, so he must be a ghost.  :)  And that’s Uncle Bud’s humor.

My favorite childhood memory of Uncle Bud was the Christmas yard display he built.  And this was 30+ years ago, before you could buy any yard displays at Walmart.  He and his wife hand-built the set that covered their whole yard and house, and it was a production!  Animatronic dolls like at Disneyland, lights, music, and a magical candyland.    And it all came alive with the push of a button.  Then over speakers you heard Bud’s voice narrate a story about Santa Clause and checking his list for good little children, and the sort.  It was magical and very impressive from a technical point of view.  I remember seeing giant lolly pops and wanting to take a bite believing they were real. I just wish I had pictures to share of his display, and if any of my family have any, please pass them on to me. 
I’m sad I can’t make it to the funeral and be gathered with my family.
God bless his loved ones.

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I’m in need of some of this today.
With a headache and a toddler who won’t nap, I’m in need of some computer therapy to distract my head.

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Buds and Blossoms

Last January when we decided that moving to New Mexico was our financial plan, I knew immediately I’d miss Utah spring flowers.  So as the flowering months arrived, I took daily trips with Jack and my camera, in search of the perfect blossoms.  Even a year later as I browse those photos, I find new favorites.   Here’s hoping these will hold me over ’til the next time I get to spend Spring in Utah.

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And as usual, you can find these and other spring blossom prints in my Etsy shop.

Remembering the early days with Jack.

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And our first day with Jack out of the hospital.

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And I kept this one in color to show the trauma Jack went through from his delivery.  Bulge on his crown.    Red eyes, and broken blood vessels on his face.
And this is how he looked after two weeks of healing.