It’s not the end of August. It’s not, it’s not, it’s not.
Just yesterday I was in Kingsbrae Gardens, photographing Jill & Fen. In Moncton, photographing Carly & Janice and Lise & Ange. Sue in Magaguadavic. Laura & Ian, Emily & Brad… I think I must have photographed their weddings this morning. I shared Brad & Becky’s wedding, could that really have been over a month ago? I just finished watching the much-lauded Doctor Who episode “Blink.” Don’t blink. Don’t ever blink. I blinked, and August was over.
This has been a great month. Brimming full of amazing people, places, and things. I had Olympic fever. I sat on the beach and bobbed in the warm waters of the Northumberland Strait. I lounged on the deck at the camp, and snuck one of those chocolate confetti squares I love so much. I was excited to see Tom & Kait‘s wedding featured in the Daily Gleaner, HERE NB, and even score a mention in the Bullfrog Power newsletter. My own sister got married. I had the 35 mm 1.4 L lens rented for most of the month, and fell in love with it. I had burritos in Halifax, burgers in Saint Andrews, and beer in Cambridge-Narrows. But mostly I sat in front of my computer, editing photos.
I had 5 weddings in 6 weeks, which is the most consecutive weddings I’ve had so far as this little business of mine grows. I was a little bit anxious in the lead-up. Would my systems hold up? Would my nerves hold up? I have been trying to grow my business in a steady, sustainable way, but I knew that this was a bridge I had to cross to be successful, and part of me was afraid to flail or fail. Instead, I flew. I’m hitting all the deadlines I’ve set for myself. I work long and hard, but hopefully smarter at each turn. My photography is reaching, stretching, growing, improving. I did it. I’m happy.
I look ahead to September as being a slower month, full of jazz festival goodness and likely some family sessions. I tell myself that I earned it.