Field notes
An evolving record of the textures, tones, and the certain slants of light that make your stories yours.
These are the little threads that weave your life together — the slow Sunday mornings, the barefoot kitchen dances, the way the seasons shape your days.
Stories gathered like wildflowers, one moment at a time.
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Quick update from the bedtime trenches: It didn’t exactly get better. “Sit in my chair” turned into “rub my back,” which turned into “lay with me,” which turned into… seriously considering fully getting into bed with him. And somewhere in the middle of that slow slide, I had this realization: I think me being there […]
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5/01/26
I didn’t expect bedtime to be the thing that broke me [in that way that motherhood tends to do before it puts you back together again]. For almost two years, Henry has been the “put himself to bed” kid. We’d do our routine, tuck him in, and he’d just… drift off. No fanfare. No back-and-forth. […]
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4/01/26
And there I was, headed north on I-89, experiencing a pain worse than childbirth (I do not kid, and I do not say that lightly). The popping in my ear was getting louder and had me thinking — with the very little bit of coherent thought I could muster — IT IS ACTUALLY HAPPENING! This […]
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3/28/26
We were forty minutes from home, which felt worth noting — because forty minutes can feel like a lot when bedtime is looming and tomorrow is technically a school night (a phrase my husband and I still say, despite being very much adults). It would’ve been easy to rush. To do the mental math. To start the […]
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2/28/26
I don’t think this started as a big realization. It was more like catching myself standing in the kitchen, phone in hand, forgetting what I’d walked in there to do. Or opening an app out of habit instead of intention. I see it in the way people talk about their phones — like something they’re […]
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1/24/26
I just got back from a little trip to California, and Vermont feels different somehow — quiet, in-between. The leaf-peepers have mostly gone, the fiery golds and reds are fading into soft browns, and the mornings carry a sharp edge of frost that crunches underfoot [or, if you’re like me, on your windshield when you’re […]
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10/25/25
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Becoming a mother transformed the way I see and photograph the world — with a slowed-down feel focused on the sensory story of a life well-lived and even-more-loved.
I’m drawn to mediums that ask us to slow down—to notice light, rhythm, and what’s unfolding instead of what’s posed.
This is not curated perfection. This is memory made visible.
My style behind the lens: Whether I'm looking for bugs with your kiddos, snuggling your newborn while you change outfits, or exploring Vermont nature with you and your love, your session will feel fun, effortless, and like you're hanging with a friend.
My style behind the image: With a nod to classic film and a vibrant punch, my photography style is a little grainy, a little earthy, and always nostalgic.
My style behind the books: When I'm not taking your picture, I'm probably snuggled up with my dogs, my kiddo, and a spicy romantic fantasy novel (IYKYK).
a Vermont family and intimate wedding photographer who believes in preserving the texture of a loved-in life.
Hi, I'm Ali.
photographer / field notetaker / keeper of the blur
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Becoming a mother transformed the way I see and photograph the world — with a slowed-down feel focused on the sensory story of a life well-lived and even-more-loved.
I photograph the loose curl, the soft thunder of little feet, the vows said through tears with your toes in the moss.
This is not curated perfection. This is memory made visible.
a Vermont family and wedding photographer who believes in preserving the texture of a lived-in life.
Hi, I'm Ali.
photographer / field notetaker / keeper of the blur
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We all have a different story to tell. No two sessions, elopements, or weddings are the same and creating a final gallery that feels like you requires a photographer who puts in the time to learn your rhythms.
Explore past Vermont weddings, elopements, and family storytelling photography (think growing bellies, motherhood, and life with littles).
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blur = love language
contact: light. commitment: full
romance, but make it VT
holding a bloom. growing another
a certain slant of light
We all have a different story to tell.
No two sessions, elopements, or weddings are the same and creating a final gallery that feels like you requires a photographer who puts in the time to learn your love story.
Explore past Vermont weddings, elopements, and family storytelling photography (think lovers, mamas, mamas-to-be, and families).
Stories Written In Dirt & Daylight
