Monday, January 24, 2011
This photo was taken during a session with one of my dear friend's sons, Toby, in 2010. He seemed to be in awe of everything around us during the shoot which is typical of that first year, I suppose. I wonder why it is we can't remember what those first years of our lives are like, when everything is new and wonderful. I still feel that sense of awe and wonder during certain times and situations in my life - it's a feeling you could get lost in.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
This is Joseph. My Joseph. My nephew. This picture was taken during my first organized photo session nearly three years ago. The camera was my old Fujifilm Finepix digital camera that my husband bought me for our anniversary five years ago. Joseph smiled 90% of the time, which made my job a whole lot easier. It's amazing to see how he's grown over the years, and I'm blessed to have been able to be a part of it.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
This is the view from my back porch during the winter months. I've always thought winter brought with it a sort of eeriness. The naked trees always remind me of "The Fall of the House of Usher." I do enjoy the break from the constant heat of Mississippi summers, but I long for the first little white flowers to pop up in my yard to let me know that spring is on its way!
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Congratulations to MRS. DEBBIE WILSON of Gillsburg, Mississippi for winning the free photo session giveaway! Mrs. Wilson will receive a free one-hour photo shoot as well as a free proof sheet of all images and free photo editing on the images she chooses to purchase. I'm looking forward to the shoot! Be on the lookout for more specials and giveaways soon!
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Happy New Year to Everyone! You may be wondering how this picture has any relation to the new year. The young man pictured is Caiden, the son of one of my high school classmates. I was privileged enough to be able to have a photo shoot with Caiden and his younger brother, Sawyer, a few months ago. It was the first time that I had seen their mother, Alisha, since we graduated from high school. I always enjoy seeing my old classmates, even the ones that weren't in my closest circle of friends. We're adults now, you know, well, most of us are. It's almost funny to look back now and think about the labels and drama associated with high school. What's even funnier is how little you really know about most of your classmates. I'm not talking about the obvious stuff like hair color and height, but about the "real" them. It's probably because most of us are still trying to figure ourselves out in high school - what's important to us, what we want to do with our life, where we stand on the "big issues." I'm not really sure what view my classmates had of me, but I'm pretty sure it's not an entirely accurate one. There are things about me that have changed since high school, and there are things about me that are exactly the same. Although I was much closer to some of my classmates than others, I consider them all friends because we share that common experience of attending the same school with the same teachers. We went to the same dances and football games, and we all walked the same stage on graduation day. I wonder about what the other 63 members of my class are doing now, and how they are fairing in life - not of some misguided ulterior motive - but of a genuine curiosity and concern. These are the "auld aquaintances" of my life, in addition to some others, and I'm not likely to forget them.