The field is at its height of blooms this week, so despite the mud in the field, the girls donned white dresses and white socks and shoes, and obliged us with some photos. After fourteen years of living out here, I finally got my canola shoot.
Ever the little stinker!
Can you imagine a family shoot in this field? GOR-GEOUS!! If the weather behaves this week and the canola doesn't go past its peak too quickly, perhaps we'll go back and do another shoot with a whole different look.
Because we remember moments, not days...