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Thursday, July 2, 2015

The One-Eyed Pup



Her gait is much slower than it used to be. 
Climbing and going down the back steps takes her 
a whole lot longer than it once did. 

She lost her right eye in a scuffle with another pup 
a few years back.

And we noticed only recently when we were calling her, 
that she is beginning to go deaf. 

Yep.
Getting old ain't for sissies.
She's about 12 years old, which makes her 
and old lady in Husky years. 

But her heart? 
Her precious, sweet, generous heart 
is as young and full of love as it ever was. 


Have you seen the bumper sticker or magnet 
which says 
"Lord, help me to be the person my dog thinks I am." 

That pretty much sums it up.


All she has ever asked for is food and love. 
And she has given us so, so much more in return. 


My heart is going to break in a thousand different ways 
after she leaves this earthly plane. 
I've never known such unconditional and unselfish love 
as I have received from this old gal.
Always smiling, always happy to see me, 
always winking at me with that one beautiful blue eye.... 


Thank you for sharing your life with us, Belle.  
And I hope with my whole heart that  
I've always been the sort of person  
that you think I am.  


Ad majorem Dei gloriam
Latin for ""all for the glory of God."





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Friday, June 26, 2015

Thank you Where Women Create!


A great big Texas thank you to 
Jo Packham and Brandy Shay of the Where Women Create 
family of magazines, and of course, 
huge thanks to Jill Thompson Elliott 
of Haberdashery Boutique 
here in Fredericksburg, Texas. 

These lovely gals were my 
collaborators and partners-in-crime for 
the just published Summer issue of 
Where Women Create Business magazine


Jill shared her story of how she built 
her successful business and created a 
stylish, cutting-edge source of timeless 
style and fashion for not only us Texans, 
but the many women around the world who 
shop with Jill via her Facebook business page. 
































I thoroughly enjoyed photographing this feature, 
and it delights me that Jill has been recognized 
for the smart and savvy businesswoman she truly is. 
And not only that, but she's one of the sweetest 
gals I know. I'm proud to call her my friend.
And I'm also super proud that my photo of 
the beautiful Jill made the cover!


I hope you will pick up the Summer 2015 issue 
of Where Women Create Business, 
and I also hope you'll drop by the 

Thank you for allowing me to share 
my projects with all of you... 
I know I'm pretty much a VERY 
infrequent blogger these days, 
but only because I'm out doing fun things 
like this magazine shoot! 

Take care!

Ad majorem Dei gloriam
Latin for ""all for the glory of God."




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Friday, May 29, 2015

The Hood


Locals call it da 'Burg, 
Fritztown, Fredtown, Fred, 
and any other number of assorted endearments. 

I just call it home.


Ever since I can remember, 
I wanted to live here. 
Right here, where I am right now. 
Even before I was a blogger or a photographer, 
my inner artist's heart always felt called 
to the town of schnitzel and wineries,
of countless B&Bs and all things peach, 
 and street after street of the 
loveliest historical homes 
I've ever seen. 


And then in 2010, it happened. 
It actually happened! 
We secured our own little piece of da 'Burg, 
and all was well with my heart. 

I've made countless friends here, 
kindred spirits that while I knew existed, 
I scarcely realized just how close they were, 
geographically speaking.


There's really nothing like that feeling of coming home. 
Not just a house or a city, but home. 
A place where you feel that somehow, 
if you are the sort to believe in past lives, 
you spent at least one or more lifetimes in this welcoming place.


You see that photo above?
Taken on one of my multiple weekly visits to only 
the best and friendliest coffee shop you'll ever find, Java Ranch. 
Owned and operated by Gordon and Vikki King.... 

All the baristas are my friends,they know what I want 
and how I want it before I even step up to the counter. 
It sounds corny, but it's like the old theme song to "Cheers"...
it's where everybody knows your name. 
My name.

{ photo by Thomas Adams }

And the photo above...
Ahhh yes I remember that day well. 
It was a monthly visit to the best flea in the world 
{ lots of "bests" here, ya know? },
Fredericksburg Trade Days.

As I am wont to do, I approach any and all canines 
with a pet and a scratch and the requisite baby talk  
all pooches deserve.
This fella, while appearing a bit daunting on first sight, 
was just a sweet little guy who humored me while 
I made a little small talk....all the while making sure 
that he held on that monkey with a death grip. 
After all, a guy never knows when some strange chick 
is gonna abscond with his favorite snuggle toy.

I think it all comes down to this. 
I was a nomad throughout my formative years. 
My childhood and teen years were spent moving 
from State to State, school to school, 
Nothing was ever permanent, not as long as the 
old man couldn't get his crap together long enough 
to hold down a permanent job and provide 
his family, me and my mother, with some semblance 
of a safe and secure environment.
A home. A real home.

We never owned a home,we were always renters. 
I could drone on for hours about 
how I lost big in the father lottery, 
but that's not the point. 

My point is that right here, right now, 
in Fredericksburg, Texas, I feel a sense of home. 
It's an unmistakable gut instinct 
that in my many years on this planet, 
 I am exactly where the Almighty wants me. 
And to a girl who always felt the sand shift beneath
 her feet, that's something. 

There has been some talk about us moving again recently. 
Nothing definite, but just a reassessment of whether or not 
financial issues will make it feasible to remain in our current home. 
And while this would break my heart, 
that would be nothing compared to the 
crushing loss I would feel if we had to leave this community. 
They are more than neighbors and friends now,
they are my family and my home. 

So place me in a shanty on the edge of town, 
or find me an old RV with a comfy cot. 
Either way, I'm not budging.





Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Through a Glass Darkly


I'm not promoting a local photo shoot, 
nor am I pimping out another magazine feature. 
Nope. 

Just taking a stroll around the farmhouse 
and seeking to view familiar objects with new eyes. 

I can't begin to tell you how much I am loving 
taking time off away from doing pro shoots. 
This Summer is for relaxing and regrouping, 
and in some small way, getting back to why 
I started all of this crazy nonsense 
in the first place...

Because in 2009, I was a girl with a brand new blog,
 who just so happened to fall in love 
with her camera, and discovered 
a world of artistic expression 
 I never dreamed existed. 

So,
My house through new eyes.











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Latin for ""all for the glory of God."




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Saturday, May 23, 2015

Farther Down the Road....Joyriding Again


During my Summer long commercial and editorial  
photo shoot break, I've been working on some 
personal projects near and dear to my heart. 

I love urban exploration photos 
which are images shot in abandoned or decaying locations, 
such as homes, factories, really any structure which has 
long since been cast aside and left to the elements. 

I posted one photo from this project entitled "joyride" 
a few weeks back, and I'm back to share a couple more. 










Happy Memorial Day Weekend, 
and remembering all we have lost. 


Ad majorem Dei gloriam
Latin for ""all for the glory of God."




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Friday, May 15, 2015

Published in Romantic Homes, June 2015


I am so fortunate to be able to have photographed
the warm, welcoming and lovely Dyllla Farmhouse
for Romantic Homes magazine, June 2015 issue. 


And it was an honor to be able to write
the accompanying feature story as well.



It was  the childhood home of
Joey "Dixie" Dylla's husband, and the renovation
involved blood, sweat, tears, and passion.
And the results speak for themselves!



Located in St. Hedwig, Texas
{ the far East side of San Antonio/Bexar County }
it is a true farmhouse in every sense of the word.

And now, it is a charming guesthouse,
accepting guests as we speak!





















I'm in love with this sweet little farmhouse,
and the Dylla's as well.
If you'd like to book a stay, click here:

Click to Book a Stay at Dylla Farmhouse!

And be sure to get a copy of the June issue
of Romantic Homes!


Ad majorem Dei gloriam
Latin for ""all for the glory of God."






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