Ah, sisters. I’m ever fascinated by how sisters interact, how they can be at once the closest of pals, and the next second embroiled in a battle over something seemingly so trivial that they won’t even remember it tomorrow. Perhaps it’s the biological hard-wiring to perceive our sisters as competition for resources–or mates. In my family, there are just my sister & me, separated by almost six years. My own daughters are 23 months apart. And these gorgeous girls are Kiana (8.5) & Quin (6.5), daughters of Lilavati, a mom who exudes both power & gentleness in equal parts. In just the little time I spent with Kiana & Quin, I could see how amazingly different siblings can be–& observe the ever shifting dynamic of love & mischief between them! I had such a great time just watching them be with each other, near each other–& then see them through the lens on their own, each with her special essence. Like when a chef puts two distinctly unique flavors together in an unpredictable combination–the pairing creates something special & rare & delicious. And this day was full of the hot sun, shining down on these two radiant creatures. They seemed to glow with the magic & contradictions of girlhood–at once of nature & this world, yet also ethereal..