Emily’s Salt Lake City Bridals03/07/2014
I’m excited to introduce you to my Valentine baby, Kate. Although I am not featured in many of these photos, other than a reflection or two, it was a very exciting day for me as well. From my perspective, pregnancies are an interesting thing. I watched my wife bond with this child growing inside of her, day after day. The closer we came to the due date the more in love with this little girl she became. Every little kick was an event, and reading about the stages of her development would consumer her mind. I, on the other hand, was aware of a child growing inside of her, but my connection to the baby was little to none. I would feel the kicks and give a small smile, however the first kick felt a lot like the 900th kick. Don’t get me wrong, I was, and am, a very supportive husband, just emotionally I was in it for my wife.
However, the moment the baby is pulled out and starts crying, something changes. Things begin to get very real. While Baby Kate was being weighed and vital signs were monitored, my eyes got tight and it became harder and harder to keep my emotions in check. I now have this instant bond to this little girl that I have been entrusted with and am expected to care for. It is a feeling beyond explanation. So although I might not appear to be a part of this birth story, I want you to know how much I love this little girl and how excited I am to say I am her dad.
Happy Heart Day02/14/2014
Emmitt’s Birth Story01/26/2014
Lauren and Andrew – Backyard Wedding01/16/2014
Silver and Gold – Christmas 201312/23/2013
If you live in, or have driven through Draper or Sandy any time during the Christmas season, you might have seen a single bright star up on the mountain. You might have even wondered why or how it got there. For the last 10 years, Harold Haugen, aka Star Man, has made this tradition happen. He doesn’t do it for money, or fame, or for any reason other than it’s his gift to his family, friends and the entire community.
With the help of his family and friends, he loads his backpack with tools, lights, a generator and gasoline, then he hikes about 20 minutes up the steep mountain above his house. This was my first time joining the crew. It was impressive to see how quickly everyone went right to work doing their part. Before I knew it, the star was assembled and Harold had the generator secured and ready to go. While mounting the star to the rock, I witnessed another honorable quality of Harold. Despite having someone below, spotting the star to make sure it looked straight, he asked his son-in-law to get out his leveling app on his phone and make sure it was perfect. The spotter got it within one degree of perfection, but with the help of the iPhone, he was able to get it perfect. With the star up, and the generator ready to go, we just needed to wait for the sun to set and turn it on. At precisely 5:30 on Dec 10th, the Christmas season officially began for the Haugen Family and probably many others. The star runs all night, or at least until the gas runs out. Then, the next day, and every day until the first of January, Harold will fill his pack with gasoline and make that same 20 minute hike to his star.
It was so much fun joining in on this tradition. I now appreciate how much time and care goes into this every year. I hope those of you from this area will get a chance to check out Harold’s star this year. Thank you Harold Haugen, Brad Devine, Trevor Haugen and JJ Peterson for including me in this. I hope to do it again next year. I promise to actually carry something next time.
Anna and Rob’s Snowbird Wedding12/03/2013
Happy Turkey Day11/28/2013
While preparing for Thanksgiving, I thought it would be fun to go on a search for some wild turkeys to photograph. First of all, I do not proclaim to be a professional wildlife photographer, although I do enjoy trying. Secondly, I don’t know anything about wild turkeys, other than I saw some in Heber the other day. I brought along my trusty little sidekick, Gabe, and headed out. We searched all over and found nothing. My little buddy lost his enthusiasm quickly, which put a damper on mine as well. With our morale at a record low, we gave up and started the drive home. After stopping for some treats to raise our spirit’s, we spotted some turkeys on the side of the road. Thinking they were a lot like our chickens at home, I figured we would be able to get pretty close before spooking them. I also thought that when we did scare them, they wouldn’t be able to get very far. I was wrong on both counts. The second they spotted me, they took off. I don’t think they can fly for long distances, but they were able to fly far enough away from me that there was no chance in me finding them again. There was, however, a few sickly or older turkeys that hesitated a second before fleeing, and those are the few I was able to snag a shot of to share with you all.