I was made to be wide-eyed all the days of my life.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Devra | Portraits

Her name is Devra Clawson. 
We've got the same last name.

Rightfully so, since she's my cousin and a particularly awesome one at that. 
We had a family get together in St.Paul this afternoon and Devra and I escaped to the river walk of the Mississippi for a mini portrait session filled with wind, winding walkways and water. Approximately 99,000 gallons of it rushing by every minuet, actually. 

I love Devra. She and I have logged countless hours of  laughing, photoshooting, swinging, attempting to ride strange three wheeled objects, you name it. Most of our adventures usually started somehow with "Hey, Dev. I've got a good idea." and ended with "Let's never do that again." She is adventurous and perky, intelligent and kindhearted. Our calendars keep filling up, rendering us more and more busy everyday and yet, at family gatherings, Devra reminds me of my childhood, when things were slower. We've always been able to pick up where we left off and I love it. She is steady in that way, timeless.  

I love her. You would too. 

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