If you sang this line, we will get along juuuuuust fine. Thanks so much for taking the time to visit! Allow me to introduce myself, and attempt to summarize what it is that I’m doing here in the Blogosphere. (Key word is attempt. Those of you who know me know that I tend to write short novels for e-mails and my voice mails more closely resemble Shakespearian soliloquies than “call me backs.”) Runs in the family. Alas, that is I. Who am I you ask? Kathy… a not so typical Photographer. Greeting card business enthusiast. Multi-passionate entrepreneur. Idea girl. Dreamer. Lover of life. Happy. Most days my brain is racing so fast with ideas and things I want to do, that I feel I’m too passionate for my own good. Who am I not? Perfectly organized. A fantastic housekeeper or gardener. My shoe collection would make Carrie Bradshaw cringe, and I get more excited about a good vintage score at Frenchy’s than I ever would about a Prada purse. Don't get me wrong, I can appreciate a fine set of heels like the next girl, but I just don't believe we have to spend the family fortune to look put together. I’m a pretty simple gal who believes there is a time and a place for everything. Including but not limited to: gummy bears, boxed wine, Zoodles, Mr. Noodles and occasionally (okay... very occasionally) Beefaroni. There, I said it, and frankly it feels quite good to get it off my chest. So it's no secret that I am fairly passionate, and put a lot of heart and soul into the things that inspire me. That means in business and in life because I feel like the two are really intertwined anyway - "How you do anything is how you do everything!" I believe that Confucius was right when he said "Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it". I have realized over time that I can't help but see beauty. It is a problem at times. (Forget texting and driving, one shouldn't be permitted to "see beauty", or potential photo session locations for that matter, while driving.) I digress. When beauty jumps out of the world at you, it is easy to become passionate about photography - for me, it is a way to relay to others the beauty that I see in my minds eye. Life is short, this we all know. We are meant to enjoy it, appreciating and celebrating those who are important to us, in this lifetime. This blog is an immediate outlet for me to express and humour myself (and those who stumble by) attach sneak peeks of the happenings here at Legacy Junction Studios, offer fun contests and specials, and chronicle what’s going on in my crazy world. Feel free to sniff around - just promise not to laugh at my wordiness, okay? I truly can't resist! If you know me, you KNOW that is true! (To thine own self be true, no?) Thanks so much for stopping by. I’m so humbled and flattered that you’ve visited and would love to know! You’re welcome and encouraged to leave comments, and say hello!


As I stood at the counter doing something I quite often do, cutting a cucumber, it dawned on me.  I wasn't just mindlessly hacking away at it, the bizarre reality being that I never do.  I tend to experience a subtle bout of nostalgia each time, as my knife gently glides through on a diagonal.  That's right.  I slice my cucumbers on an angle, and take delight in doing so.  Back in junior high/high school, I spent a lot of time with my dear friend Maya who I adored then (and still adore now).  Her family lived in the heart of Sussex in a beautiful home atop the charming Broadway Cafe, their labour of love.  Pete and Jude were the coolest of the cool as far as parents go.  Still are!  They were artful, vibrant, unique, passionate and most of all young at heart.  They had an inspiring life that I admired.  Maya and I would often venture down to the cafe for a little snack, a sandwich, a pita, something simple yet delectable, and every so often (when we were lucky!) a slice of Jude's glorious cheesecake.  I'm weak in the knees just thinking about it.  Feeling as though we were in a whimsical Parisian cafe -- there we stood, or at least I did -- watching Jude in her brilliant headscarves and far-too-fabulous-for-Sussex intricately adorned attire, cutting vegetables.  It was oddly and utterly mesmerizing.  She always sliced the cucumbers on a diagonal, and so did Maya if my memory serves me correctly.  Cucumbers somehow became elegant.  Extraordinary.  Not your average cucumber.  As silly as it might sound, I carry that with me and often think of the Williams family and my youth as I'm slicin' and dicin' my cukes.  To many, the cafe was a part of us.  It had a backyard garden paradise where we congregated for prom pictures, it was a hub, a comfort, a little piece of heaven in our small town... their labour of love, it mattered.  Pete and Jude eventually sold the cafe as their life plans took them to Halifax.  The sad part of the story is that a few years ago, a fire ravaged the heart of downtown Sussex taking several homes and businesses with it -- including the beloved Cafe. Gone, but not certainly not forgotten. 

This brings me to my friend Corey Poirier, who speaks about having an invisible impact. He wrote a blog post about the topic which you can view here: Your Invisible Impact  The truth is, most of us will never fully comprehend the extent of our impact on others. I am quite certain that the Williams family has no idea that I think of them, The Broadway Cafe, my beloved hometown and my youth when I am slicing my elegant cucumbers (or at least had no idea until now!) I'm also certain that I am not the only one who has a little piece of the cafe forever etched on their heart. Life is made up of stories like this. Of people carrying on, going about their business, following their path and making a difference to people which they may well never know about. In Corey's post, he was reminded that his books were on display in the Halifax library among other places, and stated: ..."despite the fact that I didn't sell millions of copies of those books, it reminded me how, when we put ourselves out there, and try to make a difference in this world, we can have a far reaching "invisible impact" without fully knowing the difference we can make in someone's life by putting ourselves out there..." Corey is right. We may never know the difference we make simply by showing up and contributing to the world around us, by striving to live and give passionately and put ourselves out there in some capacity. The important thing is that we detach ourselves from the results or outcome, and simply do it:Live the life we are called to -- and do it with gusto. Trusting that some way, somehow we will leave a little mark on the world, and hopefully better than we found it. It's a rather beautiful thought, don't you think? Take a moment to think about the countless people who have had an impact on your life and likely have NO idea. Consider the fact that YOU have made a difference to many people as well. Of course with something like Corey's books, the impact can be (and is) truly far reaching as it's the gift that keeps on giving! Same goes for his Conversations with PASSION! radio show, podcast, blog, Million Dollar Hearts collaboration, motivational speaking gigs - virtually everything he does. The best part though as Corey is rather adamant about, is that the little things can have a significant invisible impact as well. They can be far more reaching than one might think.

Speaking of Invisible Impact...

It is safe to say that in 3000 + interviews, Corey has had a few passionate conversations and has subsequently culled a fair bit of insight.  All you have to do is tune in to his radio show over at http://conversationswithpassion.com/ and you will see that he is clearly skilled at what he does.  He has a knack for asking the right questions to unearth these pearls of wisdom and seems to naturally get people sharing their sometimes intensely personal experiences.  In his latest undertaking Corey has just released a brand new 130 page e-book: THRIVING - How Enlightened Super-Achievers Survive and Thrive in a Busy World which you can get your hands on absolutely FREE (during the launch period only) between June 8th - July 8th.  Simply visit www.thisisthebook.com and use passcode: THRIVENOW  The book features insight from world class thought leaders like Jack Canfield, Robin Sharma, John Gray, Mari Smith and Chalene Johnson (just to name a few.)  It was designed to help you earn a Passion Income, become more efficient in an in-efficient world, make a bigger impact in the lives of others, to live on purpose, and to enjoy more fulfillment in life.  So, my only question is... what are you waiting for!?


Such a beautiful morning with this family, how lucky am I?  I have learned that if I want to create imagery that feels in alignment with who I am, is not overly "proppy" or contrived, and speaks to my soul, it is paramount that I follow my heart.  I think most artists create their best work when looking within for inspiration, instead of at what everyone else is doing.  I have never captured newborns in studio, and have always preferred to do it in a client's home.  There is absolutely nothing wrong with doing it that way for the record, it's just a stylistic choice that I prefer.  It feels more organic and authentic to me, which is where I want to be.  It is my desire as a photographic artist (if at all possible) to capture a hint of a person's essence.  To contribute to their story, their legacy -- which in my books is a whole lot more than simply what a person "looks like", although what you look like is obviously a part of "you" and your story.  It's about who you ARE in a moment - the stories of our lives that essentially become the story of our life.  Isn't it really just a collection of moments... of snapshots in time?  Who we are, HOW we are, the things we do, the people we do them with and for.

As a newborn baby, you are more than just a sweet face.  You are the essence of innocence.  You are loved and cherished.  You are somebody's entire world. You drift off to dream in a nursery that was created with loving care and great anticipation.  You are surrounded by walls that have been decorated and adorned with heart and passion.  Walls that protect and comfort you - a home. A gift.  One day those walls will fade into the distant memory of where you began your life.  The world that surrounded you and kept you safe.  I want to capture the kinds of moments that I would treasure if the tables were turned.  When I look back at family snapshots over the years, what I find myself most drawn to are the ones with a heartfelt, genuine interaction.  A tender exchange, a true connection, an engaged look, a belly laugh, a friendship encapsulated, a spirit soaring.  Also a story.  It's the vintage wallpaper.  The peeling paint.  The shag carpet.  Your grandmother's painting on the wall.  The way the sun happens to shine through the window at just the right hour kissing the tip of your nose with light and bringing life to your eyes.  These are things I can't stage the way I want to in a studio.  I want your images to convey a hint of who you are in that very moment.  The most relaxed version of you I can evoke, in the familiar creature comforts of your home.  It is what I strive for, and always hope to accomplish.

I love the images we were able to capture here of this beautiful family, as they warm my heart on many levels.  As we were wrapping up our session, the ever gorgeous and sweet mama Courtney's father was just arriving on the scene.  As it turns out, I had been there for several hours as can be the case with wee babes, and I am positively sure it looked like a bomb had gone off.  There were blankets and fabrics and the typical remnants of newborns sessions (various cleaner upper tools with pee and poo on them) strewn all about.  He was kind in not mentioning any of it, although I would have expected anyone fresh on such a disastrous scene to question what in the blazes had happened in here.  He turned a blind eye, and all was right with the world.  As I made my way clumsily to the door striving somewhat unsuccessfully to carry everything in one swoop (yes, I do this with groceries too) I hear Courtney's voice from down the hall... "OH, did you get your bloomers???"  If this was any situation OTHER than the one that actually happened, that might have been awkward.  In this case, just rather humourous.  In case anyone was wondering, nope.  I hadn't forgotten my bloomers.  BABY bloomers.  I had them in the bag.   


Hey, a girl can dream. It is TIME to combat the Snowpocalypse that has been taking the Maritimes by storm, once and for all.  I'm not sure my waistline can  handle any more #stormchips or #stormcarbohydrates in general, but I sure could go for some #sunnymargaritas! I don't know about you, but it has been one gargantuan carbohydrate festival in this house -- the ONLY reason I haven't gained a hundred pounds is because of the incessant shoveling that follows.  It's a vicious cycle and it's not pretty.  It is, however, mighty delicious!  Two words (please excuse me while I get in touch with my inner Acadian and put on my best french accent): Poutine Rapee.  Goodness, gracious, great balls of carbs.  I am not one to complain as I'm honestly just grateful that I have a body that works to shovel with, but I'm not gonna lie.  I am completely dreaming of the beach for some beautiful sessions just like this one (somebody tell me that summer is coming soon??)  This miiiiiiight be a bit of a photo heavy post, but the truth is, I'm just trying to trick as many people as possible into booking their very own beach sessions.  At least I'm honest?  What I know is, I am most alive when I am outside, frolicking around on a beautiful day, breathing in the beauty around me and doing my best to capture the beauty in YOU.  If there is any truth in this quote (and I think there is) then according to Howard, I had better get out there as often as possible.  Apparently, the world needs me to.  And frankly, who am I to disappoint the world

"Don't ask yourself what the world needs.  
Ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go do that.  Because what the world needs is people who have come alive."  
- Howard Thurman 

I am so grateful for the beautiful McCutcheon family who I have been fortunate enough to photograph several times throughout the years.  I truly view that as a great honour, and I can't help but think that they are wise to value photography as much as they do.  I don't think that they will ever regret capturing moments like these ones.  I mean, look at these little girls?  Just precious.  Oh, and I am happy to report that the shark attack on Conrad's beach was an isolated incident, and no photographer's were injured in the taking of these photos. ;)