One really nice thing about living a few yards away from people you adore and having a nice camera is that when the once-in-awhiles happen at their house you can zip over while the broccoli is steaming and brush shoulders for a minute. That happened today. Dewey’s marrying, Molly’s graduating and Sunday dinner must be had.

1 – 2 – 3 – shots are important, of course. But the stories that happen before and during the shoot can be fun too. For instance, no one said “Now, look at the Baby!” But . . .
Everyone looks at the Baby. And no wonder -

She’s a magnet.