Dog Days | Where The Boys Are, A Memory - Keeping Revolution

Ahhh the dog days of summer. 

Sun drenched boys, shirtless afternoon, and water as a playground are all constants throughout our summers. These days that never seem to end are quickly coming to a close for so many of us with school bells ringing across the country but before we trade bare feet for back packs here are a few more captures of these lingering days.

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Welcome to the second installment of our August collaborative share where we invite April Burns to join us in telling our story. We hope that sharing our story inspires you to share yours. 

Here we go......

In between the vacations, camp days, & weekends away at Grandma's house -- I've been trying to capture the essence of summer at our house these past couple months.  We've been savoring the lazy days with no to-do lists or agendas and it's been VERY nice.  I snapped this one afternoon of my boys in the backyard (eating watermelon!) while I was sitting on a blanket on the ground.  Shooting up and into the sun (with their backs to it), I love the lazy-hazy look and their corner position in my frame. - Susan Weinroth

Watching you play soccer pulls at my heart strings a bit. You are so full of joy and enthusiasm, but you haven't seemed to grasp the technical concept of the game just yet. It doesn't seem to bother you, though. You are content just being in the moment, running. Every time I watch you I remind myself how much of an individual you are. How special you are in knowing, at your early age, that enjoying the moment is the most important thing in life. That the big picture isn't always the big picture. That as long as you are happy doing something, then it is worth something. Freelensing seems to always be the perfect way to capture those memories of you for me. You are a free spirit, and not much about rules. I love capturing in my photographs of you the way I actually see you- unbound by rules, doing your own thing, without questioning much what others think of you. - Janielle Granstaff

"When you know that you need to make your way but you just can't see how, I will shine the light. When you just need someone to remind you that its all going to be OK, I will shine the light." - Sugarland

You are my light sweet boy. I thank God everyday that he placed you in my arms. You are a reminder of the sunshine that comes after the rain. - Monica McNeill

"You turned five today. Where did my baby go? Five just seems so much older than four. Now you're a little boy ready to take on kindergarten. I love watching you grow, learn, dance, and laugh."- Amanda Caves

These days, with your brother away for the summer, I can’t help feeling like we’re practicing for later. I cherish our quiet together—the slower days and fewer places to be. But the ache in my gut is deep, and I wonder how I’ll manage in two Augusts when we send him off. - Amy Drucker

Never, ever remembers to brush his teeth or change his underwear, but he is always happy, always full of life and excitement.  I’ll take that over clean underwear any day. - Krista Resnick

Mom can I help you?

There are not many times you offer your help in the kitchen, but when you do I have to document that moment. - Antonieta Esis

“Just 15 minutes,” I pleaded.  “ I never get shots of YOU guys in the sunset.”

“10.” Reis, my oldest, replied.  “The beach is boring.  Just sand and rocks and cold water.”

We stayed over an hour.  And you, my love, didn’t waste any time “accidentally” falling in. - Ann Woodard

"Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock.  The rain come down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against the house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock."  Matthew 7:24-25

This photo of your three year hand, spilling wet sand onto the shore, instantly reminded me of where we are to place our foundation.  Always on the rock.  Never on the sand.  You are my gorgeous baby and I will miss this tiny hand when, one day, it will be bigger than mine.  I love you. - Michelle L. Morris

I see your reflection as it ripples in the water and I see the beauty. You are innocent, outgoing, ornery and gorgeous. I love the way that you play in the water with your brother and copy his every move. May you grow and continue to be sincere, humble, sweet, forgiving, tender, and loving. - April Burns