Showing posts with label My Photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Photography. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

I'm Back!

This blog has been sadly neglected for a whole year! How time does fly by! There's so much I wanted to share and post about here, but then life got in the way.
Keeping up two blogs turned out to be more of an effort than I bargained for.
Still, I have a soft spot for this blog and though I've been neglecting it for a whole year, I would like to try and revive it. Big emphasis on "TRY".
I wish I could tell you that I spent a year being fabulously creative, productive and accomplished, but unfortunately that wouldn't be accurate. Somewhere between trying to scrape up a living, getting kids ready for school, doing laundry, nursing colds and flu among other ailments, making dinners (stop laughing), doing homework with kids, browsing the Internet and nagging husband, I have failed to evolve into that amazing, infinitely creative and awe inspiring individual I have hoped to become.
Maybe this year will be better than the last...?

My gratitude to my one remaining reader for staying loyal.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

In the Army

As I was passing through the kids room, my son's toys he had set up for a game, caught my attention. I was so amused I just had to take these pictures. Apparently the kid was one man short and so Cinderella (borrowed from my daughter) was recruited. I love how my son has no inhibitions about a woman in an evening gown driving a tank.
Doesn't she look empowered?

Sunday, October 5, 2008

City Folk on the Farm

Us city folk take immense pleasure in all kinds of "uncity-like" activities like going to a farm where we can remember what air minus exhaust fumes smells like, hear the cows moo and the sheep bleat and partake in wholesome activities such as picking peaches,


(Peaches grow on trees? Whoah!)

Climbing trees,

Climbing the haystack pyramid,

Climbing fences ( it seems a lot of climbing is involved)

Watching a goat climb a bench (this naughty goat belonged on the other side of the fence).

Friday, September 19, 2008

Looking Back on Summer

This morning I woke up feeling chilled and with a stiff neck. I looked at the window and there was no sun shining through the curtains. As I tried to claim a little more of the blanket from husband, I heard my son sneezing in the next room. Suddenly the depressing realization sank in. It's not summer anymore! I mean I knew it wasn't but I think due to mostly pleasant weather up to now I tried to be in denial of the fact. I know cold weather will come, it comes every year. And every year I bitch about it and lament the passing of summer. Beautiful, colorful, bright, warm summer. Some people complain about the heat. Not me. I will take heat over cold any day. Of course if I had a choice it would be 75 F all year round, but Summer, I will take you any way you are!
I love summer for so many reasons. Summer means freedom, fun, adventure and best of all - Water! Water always makes me happy. Looking at it, listening to it, swimming in it. Just show me some blue water and you're guaranteed to see a great big blissful smile on my face.


Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Brides

I've finally gotten around to sharing some of my wedding photography on this blog.
A wedding, can be a very hectic day with everyone in the family being nervous and stressed and it's a real blessing to be able to catch a few serene moments with the bride and get a glimpse of the true feeling of joy and anticipation on her face.




Ever since I took this picture of Kate, every bride has been requesting a picture "like" this for her album and of course I was never able to reproduce it. No two weddings are ever the same, and a shot is a frozen moment in time that can never be duplicated. Each bride can rest assured that the pictures documenting her special day are completely unique and one of a kind.






Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

In Wonderland



"...Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies,
Never seen by waking eyes..."

-Lewis Carroll