Ice Poems

Shaw TV covered the event we did at the library last month:

Kiddos

My camera hasn't been pointed at people as much lately, but occasionally I remember that nobody (including me) is going to steep in the warm nostalgic glow of old ice photos 20 years from now.

Yesterday I sat at the kitchen table with nice western window light and snapped away as the kids migrated through. Ezra was at low ebb, not sure what was wrong, and I think that is reflected in the shot. Ivy is more self-conscious around the camera these days, and wants to see anything before it goes online (fair enough). Ella is at that age where she loves the lens, and it loves her right back.