27/09/2026
One of the most beautiful gifts photography has given me is the ability to keep little pieces of the people I love. 🤎
Not to stop time — because we never could.
But to leave little windows into it.
This is my darling niece, Aoife, and getting to photograph her as she grows is something I don’t think I’ll ever take for granted.
I get to watch her change through the years, and every time I have my camera in my hands, I’m reminded just how quickly childhood moves.
The freckles scattered across her nose.
Her wild, golden hair.
The little dog she still carries close.
The quiet moments amongst the trees.
The little pieces of her personality that are so uniquely her.
These are the things that change so quietly with time.
One day she’ll be taller. Her face will be older. Her hands will be too big to carry her little dog through the forest, and she’ll have grown into someone I can’t quite picture yet.
But I’ll have these photographs.
Little pieces of who she was, tucked away in time.
And perhaps that’s what I love most about being a photographer. It’s not just getting to create beautiful images — it’s getting to witness people. To watch them grow, become themselves, and change through all the seasons of their lives, while quietly collecting the little pieces along the way.
And when that person is someone you love so deeply, it feels even more precious.
One day, I hope Aoife looks back at these photographs and sees herself through my eyes — exactly as I saw her here.
Beautiful. Wild. Soft. Still little.
And forever my darling niece. 🤎🌿
For all the little versions of you, Aoife. I hope I get to photograph every one.