I got a text 4 hours before the session. She wanted a white barn. I think I was in Target. I blinked a little and my pulse elevated. I don't think I have a clue where one would be. Brown barn, red barn, dilapidated barn, all yes. A white barn? I started wondering if I'm really cut out for this. Her backyard was too boring, she proclaimed. I've actually been in her backyard and it's the nicest in 20152. Amazing, actually. But I didn't question. She knows what she wants, and I totally dig that about her. We agreed to meet at Chantilly National. I know it well.

The Ferretti's are immediately likable. They take conversational risks within seconds of meeting, they laugh easy, and that combined creates an instant familiarity. The boys are incredibly sweet. They were so gracious as I invited them to pose a million ways they didn't really want to. I asked them if they liked being so close in age. Peter, the youngest, said he wished they were twins. They offered me some of the snack we ordered during intermission, while Georgia quickly changed wardrobe for a few head shots we planned to take. They probably could have been better but you know, wine. Note: feed your photographer wine AFTER the picture taking part is over. :)