Tamara Dayle 10/10/17 Tamara Dayle 10/10/17

Stephanie + Adam

Every little detail of this day made me want to go back and do my wedding day over again. Well maybe not, all over again, But it was perfectly prairie, and perfectly lovely in every way.

These guys were so much fun! Lots of laughs & cheers.

Back to the bride I go

Party bus

Congratulations you two! Wishing you forever happiness + endless love

XX-TD

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Brooklynn B.

This lovely just wrapped up that life chapter we like to call high school. Bring on the next stage of this life adventure!

A grad photo session

Saskatchewan style

These two have been best friends forever. They made a pact when they were little, to be there for each other on grad day. And so here they are.

These two were such good sports! Thanks for getting lost with me B + C

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Farm House

Some of the coolest little adventures come from exploring the mundane and everyday. So when my husband suggested taking a little detour on our way home to Saskatoon, for my own selfish reasons, I was all for it- its the photographer in me.

We were straying off the beaten path to visit the house he lived in as a small boy; An old abandoned farm house in the middle of the prairies? Hell ya.

Sask. born and raised, I’m no stranger to old farm yards and the abandoned dwellings that scatter our countryside. The prairies are full of them. But this would have some sentimental value and memories. For Brad, because this is where he spent part of his childhood. And for me, reminiscing about the adventures in exploring old abandoned farmhouses as a young girl with my dad.
This dreary rainy day complimented perfectly the lonely emptiness of this deserted house quietly awaiting our intrusion. Pulling into the abandoned yard Brad maneuvered the truck through the bumpy overgrown field, grass as tall as my waist.

Getting inside was somewhat treacherous! I'm going to admit the flip flops and camera dangling from my neck were not conducive to the task. If ever there was a Kodak moment this was it. God bless a patient husband.. There was a slanted plank propped from ground to the door threshold, that was slippery as hell from all the rain, front entry steps long gone.We strategically assisted one another, (insert husband rolling eyes here) in scaling the slippery slope up into the dilapidated front entrance.

Some Old technology left behind.

Cracked, peeling, and in need of love. If these walls could talk.

Ceilings caving in, and bird droppings piled high throughout. Broken windows and peeling wall paper. This place couldn't be more perfect, in all its dilapidated splendour.