This Place Looks Old

I didn’t really know how the kids would react to being in a foreign country. Would they appreciate the differences or remember the small experiences? Or would they complain about being away from the comforts of home.

It was with a mix of relief & pride when my 6 year old looked at me and said “Mommy, this place looks old”. She said it, not in judgment, but in fascination and observation.

It was very early in the morning when I took this photo. The city was just coming to life in Venice, Italy. She looked on as people walked their dogs & read their papers over pastries.

It remains one of her favorite places we’ve visited for the pizza and the boys singing on boats. Her time in the classroom can’t touch the immeasurable experiences she walked away with.

Visit the piazzas of Venice, Italy
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Do You Have a Quarter?

Well, now, there’s something you don’t see every day. We came across these telephone booths at the campground, nestled among the redwoods. My kids asked “What is it?” I told them that you put a quarter in to make a telephone call. My daughter looked at me a little crazy. My son asked “Do you have a quarter?”

Oh the treasures they’ll never know or understand.

Gualala Point Regional Park - Camping for families in Northern California
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Dance Like No One is Watching

This is often the scene when these two are together. She is expressive, theatrical and always dancing to the beat of her own drum. He observes with a combination of adoration, fascination & confusion.

She goes on and dances like no one is watching.

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Primp & Style

I made it clear from the start “No pink. No ruffles. I didn’t want a “girly girl”.” My mommy friends knew better. They simply smiled and let life happen. Reality would make itself known. That reality, of course, being that I could never make my child what I wanted her to be. She is her own person, with her own, strong-willed mind. Ultimately, I love what my girl loves. She adores the color pink. She loves a twirly dress. And she loves going through mommy’s make-up drawer.

That’s okay.

She’s the adventurous, fearless & yes, tomboyish girl I dreamed about. She just does it in style!

I captured these images one random morning. I was organizing laundry in my closet & she was hanging out at mommy’s sink, getting ready to tackle the world.

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New Doors + a Goodbye

I know it has been awfully quiet around here lately. Life has thrown a lot my way to the point that I felt a little outside of myself. I found myself in a lot of different places but not present in the moment. So I started working on making some changes, focusing on things that aligned with my goals & my family’s goals.

That’s when I decided to step away from my wedding photography business. The choice didn’t come easy as wedding photography has been a constant joy & source of inspiration for me. Ultimately, it took me away from something even more important – my family.

However, that doesn’t mean that’s the end of Maryrose Serac Photography. No way. It’s just a time of evolution. My kids make up so much of who I am and inspire me in so many different ways. The more I captured other people’s stories, the more I wanted to capture my own stories. I started paying more attention to my own every day moments. That’s where the focus of my photography will shift to.


I want to capture the every day lives of my family & your family. From intentional vignettes to candid mornings, I want to share the beauty of a life well captured.

My Sincerest Thanks

I send my sincerest & deepest thanks to all of my clients who let me witness & capture their milestones over the years. You allowed me to share in the beauty of your love & your personal stories. I hope that my journey will cross your own once again. If not, know that I will remember you fondly. xoxo – Maryrose

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