Hi! I’m Lyndsay Almeida, a lifestyle photographer based in sunny North Florida. This blog is about my life, and here you'll find recent photoshoots, crafty projects, style posts, photography tips, and rambles about my family and faith.
My motto is: "Life is messy. Life is beautiful." And as a lifestyle photographer, my goal is to capture the sometimes messy (but always beautiful!) moments in life - for my own family and my clients. Those are often the ones that turn out to be most important; the little moments we want to remember forever. I'm passionate about working with families and though I'm based in the Sunshine State, I often travel to clients for photo shoots.
If we're going to be blog friends here are a few more things you should know:
I love Jesus Christ and strive to live a life that honors Him. My husband, Anderson, and I have the cutest little boy in the world. His name is Kingston Rock and he's feisty, hilarious, and payback for everything I did wrong as a child.
I started Pink Coffee Photo six years ago; and as you can see, bright colors (and coffee) make me a happy girl!
Thrift stores are my favorite places to shop, and most of my "down time" is spent making crafty DIY projects and decorating (and redecorating) our home.
You can check out some of my favorite post categories on the right.
I love this family, and am so proud of them and the impact they’re making on our city! (Friend proud; not old lady talking about her grandchildren proud. Ha!) Boyd is the pastor at The District Church, and his wife, Brittany is one of my sweetest friends. It’s been exciting to see God use them over the last year and a half as they followed his leadership in their lives and sold their home, moved to Riverside, planted a church, and began building relationships in their new community. God is blessing their obedience to him and drawing people to himself because of their faithfulness! Also, their children are adorable, so I really enjoy taking pictures of them. :)
Last Sunday we had the privilege of being with my parents as they celebrated 35 years leading First Baptist Church in Callahan, FL. When they came to the church on July 2nd, 1979 my Mom was 19 and my Dad was 24! A lot has happened since then, and I’m so grateful for God’s providence in placing our family there. Five years ago (wow – those years have FLOWN by!) when they celebrated being at FBC Callahan for 30 years I wrote a post about it. And because I still feel the same way (and am too lazy to write something else) I wanted to share those thoughts with you again!
I’m so thankful for God’s plan and for my parents’ obedience and willingness to follow that plan for our lives. God’s grace is so evident in our family. The other day I was reading in I Kings (not my favorite book if I’m being honest!) when I came across a passage that jumped out at me:
In the eighteenth year of the reign of Jeroboam son of Nebat, Abijahbecame king of Judah,and he reigned in Jerusalem three years…
He committed all the sins his father had done before him; his heart was not fully devoted to the Lord his God, as the heart of David his forefather had been.
Nevertheless, for David’s sake the Lord his God gave him a lamp in Jerusalem by raising up a son to succeed him and by making Jerusalem strong.For David had done what was right in the eyes of the Lord and had not failed to keep any of the Lord’s commands all the days of his life…
So Jeroboam wasn’t a good guy. He wasn’t devoted to God. BUT. God continued to bless Jerusalem, because of his forefather, David. I love that! And I’m convinced that God has shown me favor over and over again, partly because of my parents’ faithfulness and earnest prayers on my behalf. Even at times when my “heart was not fully devoted to the Lord” he has shown me mercy.
From June 29th, 2009:
I’m thankful that I grew up in a church that loves and supports their pastor. I’ve met a lot of other minister’s children over the years, and many of them don’t have the wonderful experience that my brother and I have had. It makes me so sad to see bitterness in their eyes that I know comes from a place of deep hurt. We’ve always felt loved and accepted (even though we’re both a little weird). Over the years people have taken time to invest in our lives and have helped us to grow in our relationships with Christ rather than judging us when we messed up. People regularly ask us both what it was like growing up being the preacher’s kids, and I can honestly say it was a privilege! No. It was not a club we signed up for. If that was the case I don’t think anyone would! And yes, it was a little awkward being in the fishbowl at times, but our parents taught us to focus on the positive. And there is a lot to be thankful for. Like having over 600 people at our wedding last year – people who watched me grow up, treat me like family, genuinely love me, and share in my joy! There are also a LOT of shoulders to cry on during the trials of life. Romans 12:15 says that as Christians we are to “Rejoice with those who rejoice and mourn with those who mourn.” FBC Callahan has always been faithful in doing both with our family.
I’m also thankful for my parents – for their leadership, faithfulness, transparency, compassion and grace. I told my mom last week that I’m convinced being a pastor’s wife is the hardest job in the world. (Being a pastor runs a close second in my book!) Mainly because of this: you know how when someone treats you bad you can handle it, but when someone treats your loved ones bad you want to claw their eyes out? Yeah. You get the point! Pastor’s get a lot of criticism. It’s part of the job! Mom is perfect for the role though. She loves people, and they just naturally love her back. If they don’t, she kills them with kindness until they give in and realize it’s just easier to love her than not! My dad has an authoritative personality and is a natural leader. I think God had a plan there! I’m proud of him, because he has always been faithful to preach God’s Word-all of it. Not just the verses that give people a warm fuzzy and make them feel good about themselves. :) I see so many ministry leaders struggle with a balance between doing the work they’ve been called to do and taking care of the family they’ve been called to lead. My dad always told us (and most importantly, showed us) that we – his family – came first. Growing up, they always told me and Don that God blesses faithfulness. It sounds like a simple concept, but if you can really grasp it, it’s huge. They’ve both given their lives to serving Jesus Christ and have impacted thousands of people because of they’re faithfulness. God has blessed them over and over again. A lot of people have no idea where Callahan is, but heaven sure does!!!
Mom and Dad, I’m SO PROUD of you!!!
2 Corinthians 9:13 – As a result of your ministry, they will give glory to God. For your generosity to them and to all believers will prove that you are obedient to the Good News of Christ.
Well, hello! I took a week off (that is quickly turning into ten days-AH!) and am having the hardest time getting back into the groove of things. Further proof that I do better with a set schedule and deadlines! So last weekend (um.. or the weekend before last? Life runs together in the summer!) we stayed at a friend’s beach condo in St. Augustine, a whole 20 minutes south of us. My Mom and niece came down for part of the time, and we just relaxed at the beach and pool! Then as soon as we got home Anderson’s brother and family came to stay with us for a week. And we went to the beach and watched the World Cup pretty much everyday. It has not been a bad week!
One night we decided to head into St. Augustine for dinner at our favorite restaurant – Gypsy Cab Company – and dessert at our favorite sweet spot – Cousteau’s Waffle and Milkshake Bar. When you’re within a few miles of BOTH of your favorite places, you just have to go. It would be irresponsible not to. It quickly turned into an adventure when an afternoon thunderstorm rolled in (this is a daily thing during the summer in Florida). And it got even trickier when we realized the city of St. Augustine is doing a ton of road construction. So the normally narrow streets are even harder to navigate, especially right after a torrential downpour. The above picture is how we walked around. But we were not deterred. Cousteau’s was calling our name… loudly.
Local friends! Do us a favor and brave the madness in downtown St. Aug this summer to get to Cousteasu’s. It’s so worth it! They told us the construction is really having an impact on them, and if they close down we will cry. ;)
Also notable from the weekend: Kingston had his first wonut, and declared it a raving success!
Now. I need to finish editing a photoshoot that I’m a little behind on-yikes!, restock our house with food-we have nothing but spinach & kale chips right now, go through the pictures with took with Anderson’s family last week-there are some real treasures in there!, and watch the US team’s game this afternoon!
So, I’ve chanted “USA! USA!” more in the last week than I ever have in my life.
In case you’ve been living under a rock (and this could only happen in America) and don’t know what the rest of the world is celebrating this month, let me fill you in. But first, don’t feel bad. I was you 4 years ago. :) Before the last World Cup I had no idea. Anderson kept talking about it FOR MONTHS, and I was like, “Oh. So it’s a soccer tournament?” Hmm. Like the World Series or the Superbowl or something. Um no. It’s basically a religion. Pride of country. A ray of light and a beacon of hope for people with little to hold onto around the world.
I know. You’re rolling your eyes now. I did. But I’m for real, people. It’s big stuff. So I was a little more prepared when 4 years later, it was time to gear up again. I dug out my Americana gear and even found a Brazil shirt in the back of my closet. Gotta rep both countries. :) We’ve been watching the games at sports bars, at other crazy fans’ houses, and we’re even planning our own party later this month. We kicked off the month-long celebration by going to the US vs Nigeria friendly game right before they headed to Brazil for the World Cup. There is nothing like watching a soccer game in a stadium with a bunch of psycho fans all cheering for their country. Not their city or state, but country! And we’re talking Team USA. Small stuff. Nobody’s throwing toilets or fireworks onto the field. I can’t imagine what it’s like in other places.
And even though I still don’t love the game, I’m loving the drama, and the crazy costumes, and the hair. Did you know that the trendiest hairstyles all come from men’s soccer? Seriously. I used to think it was just David Beckham, the ultimate trend setter, but no! Most of these guys have the best hair. It’s worth watching at least part of a match. So I’ve got that + an excuse for a theme party or two to look forward to this month.
Go Team USA. (And Brazil). I mean, I have to say that.
PS – Kingston doesn’t love being in a really crowded, loud place with 17 tvs and people screaming and running around. It freaks him out a little. But when the whole place screams, “GOOOOOOOOOOAL!” he runs around and yells, “Oh. My. COOOOOOW!” It’s pretty much the best part of the whole thing.
I love when families schedule a photo shoot to celebrate something big. And that’s just what the Hart Family did! They all got together in honor of Grandma and Grandpa’s wedding anniversary! What a fun way to celebrate… three sons, three daughters-in-law, seven grand-kids, and even great grandparents. Thank you for letting me capture this incredibly special time for your family!