Tuesday, January 14, 2014


I love this excerpt from a book I'm reading. I can completely imagine myself there. I can feel the sting of cold on my toes through my boots and hear the wind whistle through my hoop earrings. In my mind I follow the fence line to the edge of a brook and stare down at my reflection.

"The soil is deep clay and the cattle make holes in it where they herd to feed. The holes fill with water, then ice over, and the birds crack open the ice to drink. The woodland belts that hold the fields are thick with branches thick with birds. At evening the sky above the wood is dark with the wings of birds. The rough fences, the uneven ground, the tussocks of grass, the tiny blue violets that grow where the cattle go, the poppies that change the furrowed earth into a red sea that hares part. The distance the eye follows to whatever moves and dives, the life that fills every bit of uncultivated hedge and verge. The burrows, tunnels, nests, tree-hollows, wasp-balls, drilled-out holes of the water voles, otter sticks, toad stones, mice riddling the dry-stone walls, badger sets, molehills, fox dens, rabbit warrens, stoats brown in summer, ermine in winter, clean as bullets through the bank. The trout shy in the reeds. The carp dozing on the riverbed. Dragonflies like Annunciations. A kingfisher on wings of blue light. A green-headed duck and a white swan dropping under the white-foamed fall of the green water to the bottom of the clough where the frogs wait patiently to be in a fairytale."

Winterson, Jeanette ~ The Stone Gods

Monday, January 13, 2014

I didn't know about this little gem of a poem....

Enter This Deserted House

by Shel Silverstein

But please walk softly as you do.
Frogs dwell here and crickets too.

Ain't no ceiling, only blue.
Jays dwell here and sunbeams too.

Floors are flowers - take a few
Ferns grow here and daisies too.

Swoosh, whoosh - too-whit, too-woo
Bats dwell here and hoot owls too.

Ha-ha-ha, hee-hee, hoo-hoooo,
Gnomes dwell here and goblins too.

And my child, I thought you knew
I dwell here… and so do you.

Wednesday, January 8, 2014


'I'm sorry,' I say, to the planet that can't hear me. And I wish she could sail through space, unfurling her white clouds to solar winds, and find a new orbit, empty of direction, where we cannot go, and where we will never find her, and where the sea, clean as a beginning, will wash away any trace of humankind.
The Stone Gods

Monday, August 12, 2013

Little Bitty Lucy

Lucy is just so adorable! Perfect little   rosebud lips and the sweetest eyes. She's so teeny and delicate and when she smiles her eyes do too! I was so happy I got to photograph her for her 6 month birthday!

Thursday, July 18, 2013

Baby Toes

There's nothing better than a little baby's toes! Sweet as can be. How lucky I am that I get to take pictures of something so lovely? I just love to see all the sweet babies I get to photograph. Not much could make me smile more. If I'm really lucky I'll get to capture sweet babies many, many more times. Thanks to the mommas and daddies who let me do just that.