Long before I became an attorney or a wife or a mother, or a writer, or a sailor, I made paper boats and hats with my grandpa.

We carefully folded the newspaper from the day - filled with both good stories and bad - and turned them into something that could take a journey.

I don't remember the stories on the pages, but I remember the boats. My grandmother took a polariod of the two of us, grinning under our paper hats.

It's all I have now of that warm day. They are gone. The hats are gone. But I have the photograph which helps me remember. And so should you.

I began Paper Boat Photography to find and record those delicate, magical moments for you that might otherwise float by un-noticed.

So, should we take the boat out today?

-Tiffany