Guy Collier | Documentary Wedding Photographer
My daughter, Jess, is 8 today. She makes my heart want to burst when I look at her. She is everything to me. Happy birthday my gorgeous girl. You are truly loved. In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest, where no one…
Apologies for another Jess/bike-based post, but she’s thrilled with the newest addition to the Collier stable of bikes. Jess was riding a Trek Mystic 20. A great little bike for pootling around but she’s suddenly a) discovered an ability to ride fast off-road (seriously, her bike handling is pretty spectacular on the rough stuff), b)…
Took a walk yesterday, just an hour or so in a park. Jess’s riding is really coming along and I’ll have her doing intervals soon enough. Then to the playground for some climbing. We took her to this park when she was just a baby and she looks a little too big for it now….
Jess. She used to be a little shy in front of the camera. This is what a term and a half of junior school does for confidence. Check out the not-so-subtle bend of the left leg and is she working that coat or what? All of a sudden my little girl doesn’t seem quite so little.
Jess starts junior school on Monday. She’s nervous. I took her to get her haircut an hour ago. I am proud of many things, but I have never felt the pride I feel when I look at my daughter, Jess. The heart she has. The way she cares for her friends. Her enthusiasm for life,…
My daughter. Now 7. Becoming fiercely independent. Gentle, sweet, loving, thoughtful. Loves Cheerios and rice cakes. Hates anything spicy. Same as I was at her age. Beautiful beyond words.
Did we get the weather or did we get the weather! Although Jess isn’t 7 until this Wednesday we held her party on Saturday. We’d decided to run our own ‘pamper party’ this week, so a select band of girls from Oakley Infant school appeared at 2.30pm to have their hair, make-up and nails done,…
Jess and her friend Summer. In the garden this afternoon. Finally we see some warmth to the weather and the garden beckoned. It amazes me to see these two grow up together. How do you spell perfection? My favourite shot first…..