An accidental theme emerged when I looked through my photos from my weekend with my parents in St. Michaels, MD - I have apparently carved out a niche for myself as the official family food photographer.
I miss the days when summer meant endless weeks at our house on the shore, drinking iced tea and sailing with my sister and reading Harry Potter and watching the same movies over and over again. But I'm so glad I live close enough make it out there a few times every year. These weekends bring out a fairly unambitious side of me - they make me feel like no matter what I'm doing with my life, as long as I get some shore time every summer, I'm golden. Like: more of this please, thanks.