Seventy-Second Collection

I can not describe this friendship between them than taking the pictures of them two, when they are playing together or give each other a hug! I am grateful to see this love to my pictures! Hope they will support in other throughout life!
I can not describe this friendship between them than taking the pictures of them two, when they are playing together or give each other a hug! I am grateful to see this love to my pictures! Hope they will support in other throughout life!

I can not describe this friendship between them than taking the pictures of them two, when they are playing together or give each other a hug! I am grateful to see this love to my pictures! Hope they will support in other throughout life!

This little Easter Bunny arrived 10 weeks early! She was so, so sweet and slept through her entire session. Her Mummy & Daddy are so happy to finally have her at home with them.
This little Easter Bunny arrived 10 weeks early! She was so, so sweet and slept through her entire session. Her Mummy & Daddy are so happy to finally have her at home with them.
Ange Rae

Australia

This little Easter Bunny arrived 10 weeks early! She was so, so sweet and slept through her entire session. Her Mummy & Daddy are so happy to finally have her at home with them.

MAAYAN. I fell in love with this little beauty from the first moment I saw him. For the first second he smiled straight at me and captured my heart. From there to the camera fall in love with him too, it was extremely easy.
MAAYAN. I fell in love with this little beauty from the first moment I saw him. For the first second he smiled straight at me and captured my heart. From there to the camera fall in love with him too, it was extremely easy.

MAAYAN. I fell in love with this little beauty from the first moment I saw him. For the first second he smiled straight at me and captured my heart. From there to the camera fall in love with him too, it was extremely easy.

with a smile. Tong Tong stands under the blooming cherry tree, his hair has a light luster like black jade, and the skin at his neck is as delicate as beautiful porcelain. In a breeze, the petals fell lightly, glittering and translucent like snow. It seemed as if she heard her footsteps. Tong Tong gently turned around and smiled. At that moment, it was implicit beauty.
with a smile. Tong Tong stands under the blooming cherry tree, his hair has a light luster like black jade, and the skin at his neck is as delicate as beautiful porcelain. In a breeze, the petals fell lightly, glittering and translucent like snow. It seemed as if she heard her footsteps. Tong Tong gently turned around and smiled. At that moment, it was implicit beauty.

with a smile. Tong Tong stands under the blooming cherry tree, his hair has a light luster like black jade, and the skin at his neck is as delicate as beautiful porcelain. In a breeze, the petals fell lightly, glittering and translucent like snow. It seemed as if she heard her footsteps. Tong Tong gently turned around and smiled. At that moment, it was implicit beauty.

The mother and daughter were playing in the sunflower field. When they got tired of playing, the baby said, "Mum hugs me", so the mother squatted down, hugged the baby, and they touched each other's nose affectionately.
The mother and daughter were playing in the sunflower field. When they got tired of playing, the baby said, "Mum hugs me", so the mother squatted down, hugged the baby, and they touched each other's nose affectionately.

The mother and daughter were playing in the sunflower field. When they got tired of playing, the baby said, "Mum hugs me", so the mother squatted down, hugged the baby, and they touched each other's nose affectionately.

This sweet girl was so proud of her little sister... ??? It was a pleasure to photograph them, of course with a little bit of patience. ???? I love the soft and warm color tones.
This sweet girl was so proud of her little sister... ??? It was a pleasure to photograph them, of course with a little bit of patience. ???? I love the soft and warm color tones.

This sweet girl was so proud of her little sister... ??? It was a pleasure to photograph them, of course with a little bit of patience. ???? I love the soft and warm color tones.

This gorgeous mom came to me with her family for her pregnancyshoot. This dress really looks amazing on her! I love how it compliments her in every single way.
This gorgeous mom came to me with her family for her pregnancyshoot. This dress really looks amazing on her! I love how it compliments her in every single way.

This gorgeous mom came to me with her family for her pregnancyshoot. This dress really looks amazing on her! I love how it compliments her in every single way.

"Two things children should get from their parents: Roots and wings." (J.W. von Goethe)<br />
<br />
I had to think of this sentence yesterday when I read the post of a dear colleague whose daughter moved out that day. And I could so relate to her grief. <br />
As parents, we wish that our children would always laugh and be happy. That on their own feet and with their own eyes, they curiously discover the wonders of this earth. Step by step. <br />
We give them the roots that reach deep into the earth and wings that carry them when we are not by their side to protect them from danger. <br />
Wings that carry them to where new and exciting adventures await them, where they go ahead alone without our protective hands.<br />
Our roots remind us who we are and where we come from. We accompany our children a long way on their journey. We can't mold them, but we can always encourage them to be who they are.<br />
We can teach them that it is okay to have strengths but also weaknesses, that this belongs together and that we parents are not always perfect either.<br />
We will always be there for our children, watching them set off on uncertain adventures and hoping that the wind will always provide enough lift to carry their wings safely through any turbulence.
"Two things children should get from their parents: Roots and wings." (J.W. von Goethe)<br />
<br />
I had to think of this sentence yesterday when I read the post of a dear colleague whose daughter moved out that day. And I could so relate to her grief. <br />
As parents, we wish that our children would always laugh and be happy. That on their own feet and with their own eyes, they curiously discover the wonders of this earth. Step by step. <br />
We give them the roots that reach deep into the earth and wings that carry them when we are not by their side to protect them from danger. <br />
Wings that carry them to where new and exciting adventures await them, where they go ahead alone without our protective hands.<br />
Our roots remind us who we are and where we come from. We accompany our children a long way on their journey. We can't mold them, but we can always encourage them to be who they are.<br />
We can teach them that it is okay to have strengths but also weaknesses, that this belongs together and that we parents are not always perfect either.<br />
We will always be there for our children, watching them set off on uncertain adventures and hoping that the wind will always provide enough lift to carry their wings safely through any turbulence.

"Two things children should get from their parents: Roots and wings." (J.W. von Goethe)

I had to think of this sentence yesterday when I read the post of a dear colleague whose daughter moved out that day. And I could so relate to her grief.
As parents, we wish that our children would always laugh and be happy. That on their own feet and with their own eyes, they curiously discover the wonders of this earth. Step by step.
We give them the roots that reach deep into the earth and wings that carry them when we are not by their side to protect them from danger.
Wings that carry them to where new and exciting adventures await them, where they go ahead alone without our protective hands.
Our roots remind us who we are and where we come from. We accompany our children a long way on their journey. We can't mold them, but we can always encourage them to be who they are.
We can teach them that it is okay to have strengths but also weaknesses, that this belongs together and that we parents are not always perfect either.
We will always be there for our children, watching them set off on uncertain adventures and hoping that the wind will always provide enough lift to carry their wings safely through any turbulence.

Happy to be with you again.  In this photo, my four-year-old daughter Ulyana.  She loves to pose for my lens, and I love to catch the most beautiful shots!!
Happy to be with you again.  In this photo, my four-year-old daughter Ulyana.  She loves to pose for my lens, and I love to catch the most beautiful shots!!

Happy to be with you again. In this photo, my four-year-old daughter Ulyana. She loves to pose for my lens, and I love to catch the most beautiful shots!!

The two little boys were playing together. One of the little boys was naughty and climbed up the tree. The other tried and failed, so he looked at his brother from below.
The two little boys were playing together. One of the little boys was naughty and climbed up the tree. The other tried and failed, so he looked at his brother from below.

The two little boys were playing together. One of the little boys was naughty and climbed up the tree. The other tried and failed, so he looked at his brother from below.

LOVE. Words can't describe my feeling when I'm looking at this photo. My heart is flooded with love as I look at my little girl in the flower field. Moments that affect me like magic: stay in that moment and look at all the beauty and light she brings around her.
LOVE. Words can't describe my feeling when I'm looking at this photo. My heart is flooded with love as I look at my little girl in the flower field. Moments that affect me like magic: stay in that moment and look at all the beauty and light she brings around her.

LOVE. Words can't describe my feeling when I'm looking at this photo. My heart is flooded with love as I look at my little girl in the flower field. Moments that affect me like magic: stay in that moment and look at all the beauty and light she brings around her.

This little boy is playing in the sunset, he is leaning against a big tree. He is blowing bubbles. He really enjoys this good time playing all by himself.
This little boy is playing in the sunset, he is leaning against a big tree. He is blowing bubbles. He really enjoys this good time playing all by himself.

This little boy is playing in the sunset, he is leaning against a big tree. He is blowing bubbles. He really enjoys this good time playing all by himself.

The beauty of the East. Haohao is a girl who loves to laugh. The sun was just right that day, and a breeze gently blew up, which brought the unknown intoxicating fragrance of flowers in the distance, but also took the cherry blossoms on the branches away from the branches. Countless cherry petals danced in the wind, like pink gauze floating in the wind, which made people wonder if they were in a dream.
The beauty of the East. Haohao is a girl who loves to laugh. The sun was just right that day, and a breeze gently blew up, which brought the unknown intoxicating fragrance of flowers in the distance, but also took the cherry blossoms on the branches away from the branches. Countless cherry petals danced in the wind, like pink gauze floating in the wind, which made people wonder if they were in a dream.

The beauty of the East. Haohao is a girl who loves to laugh. The sun was just right that day, and a breeze gently blew up, which brought the unknown intoxicating fragrance of flowers in the distance, but also took the cherry blossoms on the branches away from the branches. Countless cherry petals danced in the wind, like pink gauze floating in the wind, which made people wonder if they were in a dream.

The little girl was working in the sunflower field. When she got tired, she climbed up on a small stool, picked a sunflower, and started to make faces.
The little girl was working in the sunflower field. When she got tired, she climbed up on a small stool, picked a sunflower, and started to make faces.

The little girl was working in the sunflower field. When she got tired, she climbed up on a small stool, picked a sunflower, and started to make faces.

Jane Kozz

The United States