The last regret

February 14, 2018  •  2 Comments
Lately I’ve had a lot of regrets. They seem to be lurking around every corner I am about to turn. I know we would love to say that we have NO regrets…but I think that is just something we tell ourselves sometimes, so we don’t go insane. After all, you do not really have a “do over” button for your past. Sure, you might try again and again, but at t...
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Digging Up Bones

June 15, 2017  •  Leave a Comment
We spend the afternoon on a quest for a grave in a cemetery. My Uncle George, on my mama’s side, had taken it into his mind that after 51 years of his Grandmother lying in an unmarked grave in the Enon Cemetery, he just could no longer live with himself until whatever dust of her mortal remains, was properly marked. One member of the Cemetery assoc...
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Living in Mayberry

October 14, 2016  •  1 Comment
​Meanwhile back in our sleepy little town….. Many people may wonder exactly why this belongs on my photography blog space. Well…the answers are, It’s my blog and I’ll say what I want to. When I try to explain to my colleagues where I live they just don’t get it. I’ve been wanting to do updates on this little town since I moved back. SO..with t...
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"Let the little children come unto Me."

March 31, 2016  •  1 Comment
"Behold! The Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world!" This was John the Baptist's declaration in John 1:29 upon seeing Jesus for the first time. Our studio buys lambs every year for our Easter/Spring Sessions based upon the worlds found in the Bible. I've read articles from photographers and people who say.."You should NOT use live animal...
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Why I don't pick up my camera for free anymore

February 14, 2016  •  1 Comment
Why you have to pay me to pick up my camera. “GURL…that woman right there will not pick her camera UP for less than $50.00” “WHAT….She must thank she is SOMEBODY with that camera..! I’ll take my own …** pictures.” That used to make me mad, until it didn’t anymore. It stopped when I joined the Professional Photographers Association of America. It...
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