"A true photograph need not be explained, nor can it be contained in words." -Ansel Adams It wasn't until my freshman year of college that I realized how blessed I was to have a family. Not just any family, but one that I was close with (though hundreds of miles separated us). One that I loved to visit and talk and laugh and cry with. One that poured into me the love and support and encouragement and hope that has carried me through the peaks and valleys I've experienced on this life journey. And one that gave me both my roots and my wings. As I photographed this family of four, the same realization I made all those years ago came flooding back. I saw in them the very things I just described. Closeness. Togetherness. Love. Laughter. Roots. Wings. And while there may be a day when their baby birds fly off to colleges in faraway places, one thing I know is for sure. They will realize what they have (if at that point they haven't already) and will always fly home to their nest.