It was the last few days of our trip to Bend. Our dear friends had driven their five month old baby nearly 12 hours just to see us while we were on their side of the ocean. They were tucked away in the most adorable little cottage where we spent most of our two days together.
A few hours before they left, the Central Oregon light began to soften in the magical way that it does. And we photographed their first official family portraits.
Usually, I have more words spilling out of me than I can contain. But for this family, the photographs speak for themselves.
And one last photo, perfectly depicting my husband and Mike and their deeply rooted bromance.