I've
always been
storyteller.

But I never set out to be a photographer. I was (and still am!) going to be a writer. And then as I worked toward that writing goal, someone put a camera in my hand and asked me to try telling stories with something besides words. So with an English nerd's love for character and tone, a romantic's love for poignant beauty, and a realist's love for imperfection, I dove in.

meet LAURA

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I've
always been a
story-teller.

That was back in 2010.

Since that time, photography has changed much of my life. It's brought me some of my dearest friends. It's reshaped the way my husband Danny and I view serving others. It has even literally taken me around the world. One thing that hasn't changed: my soul-stirring desire to tell stories that feel so real you're sure you knew them before you heard them. Or saw them. It's my privilege to tell those stories for my clients, and for the generations of their families still to come.

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I had heard friends rave about juicing for months, and the raves kept getting louder. Juice for breakfast! Juice for lunch! Juice cleanses and juice fasts and juice as a meal replacement. Or juice just as juice. I wasn’t quite sure what all the fuss was about, but I knew one thing for certain: I […]

I had heard friends rave about juicing for months, and the raves kept getting louder. Juice for breakfast! Juice for lunch! Juice cleanses and juice fasts and juice as a meal replacement. Or juice just as juice. I wasn’t quite sure what all the fuss was about, but I knew one thing for certain: I […]

It was an un-Florida-like winter. Too cold for too long. Sorry, snowbirds; we natives wanted to head further south, too. Don’t get me wrong — I love hot cocoa and scarves and mittens and all the coziness of winter. For about five weeks, or roughly the length of the Christmas season. Then I’m ready to get […]

It was an un-Florida-like winter. Too cold for too long. Sorry, snowbirds; we natives wanted to head further south, too. Don’t get me wrong — I love hot cocoa and scarves and mittens and all the coziness of winter. For about five weeks, or roughly the length of the Christmas season. Then I’m ready to get […]

They’re usually the days when you’re stuck at your computer from morning till night. Or otherwise stuck indoors, feeling unable — if only for one day — to unfurl your leaves and grow toward your potential. They’re the kind of days when you don’t necessarily wish you didn’t have roots, but you do wish your […]

They’re usually the days when you’re stuck at your computer from morning till night. Or otherwise stuck indoors, feeling unable — if only for one day — to unfurl your leaves and grow toward your potential. They’re the kind of days when you don’t necessarily wish you didn’t have roots, but you do wish your […]

We had another camera-less, spontaneous adventure day this past weekend. The plan had been to take the boat up to St. Augustine, but we scrapped that plan pretty quickly as forecasters began calling for bad thunderstorms with hail. So we decided we would head the other direction and spend the afternoon at Downtown Disney. But […]

We had another camera-less, spontaneous adventure day this past weekend. The plan had been to take the boat up to St. Augustine, but we scrapped that plan pretty quickly as forecasters began calling for bad thunderstorms with hail. So we decided we would head the other direction and spend the afternoon at Downtown Disney. But […]

I’m willing to go on the record that the saying #firstworldproblems usually irritates me — because often it’s either being used to simultaneously validate and negate a silly complaint by the person doing the complaining, or as a snarky put-down toward someone who complained. Granted, we all do need reminders that we probably have it […]

I’m willing to go on the record that the saying #firstworldproblems usually irritates me — because often it’s either being used to simultaneously validate and negate a silly complaint by the person doing the complaining, or as a snarky put-down toward someone who complained. Granted, we all do need reminders that we probably have it […]

It was a Sunday afternoon like any other. But we couldn’t put off the inevitable any longer. Poor George really didn’t see it coming. Danny and I felt terrible, but it needed to happen.And this was his face once we were all in the bathroom and I had shut the door behind him. “Do I […]

It was a Sunday afternoon like any other. But we couldn’t put off the inevitable any longer. Poor George really didn’t see it coming. Danny and I felt terrible, but it needed to happen.And this was his face once we were all in the bathroom and I had shut the door behind him. “Do I […]

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