One of my favorite shots so far, I just had to share it! I took it last night while exploring the ice patterns around the Charlevoix lighthouse at sunset and I feel like this scene really captures the peacefulness up here at the moment. Many more images coming, probably tomorrow morning when the internet is [...]
My first full day in wintertime Charlevoix. Woke with no agenda, here's a photo essay (provided by my iPhone) of the day. Tomorrow is a new day and with it comes new adventures.
Do you ever feel like that? Not that you're being held prisoner in a nursing home by a crazily mustached Ben Stiller, but simply that desperation of GET ME OUTTA HERE! I feel that at least twice a month. Ask my friends, my mom, my sisters... I frequently throw up my hands and announce, "I [...]
This past week I decided on a whim to accompany my mom to Charlevoix for a few nights. Despite contracting this terrible cold that seems to be going around and the two out of three days of freezing rain we had fun! My sister and her family overlapped us by 36 hours which meant some [...]
On my last morning in Charlevoix I took a series of portraits for my sister, Kate. She has such an interesting face to photograph what with her "special eye" (her right eye is two-toned) and the line of freckles on her chin that give the illusion of a dimple. Kate's the baby of the family [...]
From the day that my niece, Chloe, was born she looked like her mom, Lizzy. The fact that they have started to dress alike makes me feel like I'm seeing double! GoGo got these two matching PJ's for Christmas and they wore them to the beach. And then to breakfast. True story! Click an image [...]
Chloe and Trouper had a fantastic afternoon playing in the sprinkler. People always feel bad for Trouper when they hear that he's missing a leg. I think, in the future, I'll just direct them to these pictures when telling them that he's just like other dogs. Click and image to enlarge.
I've been in Charlevoix, MI since Monday. My family has had property up here since my mom was little and I have countless memories of rolling down the hill with my cousin, breakfast picnics at Depot Beach, running with the dogs on the bluff and, of course, hundreds and hundreds of hours on the water. [...]
Jenn Winter 