Keeping Track

Over the years, Kari and I have found time to document the changes she’s seen in her daughters. This time she asked that we include a water setting as autumn began to encroach on a Minnesota summer. They look so Minne-soada, don’t they…..straight outta Oslo, Norway!

Prepping for Christmas

Matt and Tina told a friend, ” We got this guy ” when asked about family portraits. So, I recently joined them, the kids and a Frenchie named Presley for a Christmas card shoot. The setting was marvelous; an 1800’s barn on their property that was camera ready for a fun family fotoshoot. The barn is flair. I’ve done several portrait shoots in what, many decades ago, was the hay mow.

A Birthday Blast for Arthur

Do you remember the day two candles were embedded in a cake and you were told to BLOW?  Probably not.  I can’t.  But some day, when he can appreciate his past and the important milestones of his young self, Arthur will have these to remind him how innocent childhood can be.

Four year old Collette and his mom, Anne ( unspecified age) guided wee Arthur through a two year old’s first big time celebration. Off camera during these moments, his Dad Nick low-keyed his way through the birthday bash. I’m pretty sure he washed little Arthur’s face and hands before lunch was served to an extended family of party-goers.

Rural Americana

The last time Allen Hoida drove tractor on his father’s farm, he was about to graduate high school and he was to soon to take wing from the proverbial nest. That was nearly six decades ago. The author Thomas Wolfe proclaimed ” You Cant Go Home Again”. Al Hoida did. After a long career in telephone communications, he and his wife Judy returned to a then abandoned farm on the edge of Montana Lake, about 40 miles north of Green Bay, Wisconsin. In retirement, Al says he’s a collector. In various outbuildings, there are aging but functioning tractors, including his father George’s 1941 Farmall. There are lawn mowers too. Three of them and they don’t look all that new either.

Where he and his siblings helped milk about a dozen cows, Al has created a wooodshop. I recently returned to the farm for a visit.. We had a history, having wrestled on the same team until he graduated and I later became acquainted with one of his sisters.  I think Thomas Wolfe had someone else in mind when he wrote his novel, ” Y0u Cant Go Home Again”.