wrap the dogs around you

the first picture reminds me of the song, “all around the Mayberry bush” except it is my son in the middle. these were taken a few years ago. Before the love of my live dog died. last week it was 70 degrees and this morning we have frost. I find myself complaining either way? Maybe…

on the 8th night…we got a record player

our last Hanukka gift-to one another-was a cool record player with speakers within, that plays beautifully throughout. did we play Hanukkah songs? nope. we had to have an album to enjoy when the record player came. we picked Mumford & Sons, Wilder Mind. I would think that Mumfords would like that their album reflected the Menorah…

I am changing how we celebrate Hanukkah.

Pretty audacious, right? well, i am tired of tiptoeing around what is right & wrong with how to celebrate Hanukkah. i grew up in Vermont with two parents, my father is Jewish & my mother converted. We grew up celebrating both Christmas & Hanukkah. we got a Christmas tree. perhaps a day or two before Christmas….

I demand your attention

geez, how can you not have it?! these suckers grow in winter in Alabama. how cool, or freezing, is that?

King David teaches photography

with the help of the sun. One image is bathed in late afternoon sun. Photographers call it the golden hour. i took one image when the golden light bathed King David in gold. seconds later the sun disappeared behind the clouds. turning him much cooler. i didnt edit the colors, because i wanted to show…

why i read Esquire. and dislike fashion magazines for women.

why i read Esquire-instead of women’s magazines…i suppose i’m well past the age of believing there is some magic pot of expensive whatever, that will keep me young. Advertising in women’s mags, i am deeply offended by the barely twenty year old, trying to sell me an anti-aging product that will rid me of…well, aging….

boys will be boys

and girls will be girls. how different we truly are. how we ever find anyone who loves us back, like we love them is quite astonishing, really.

my last family shoot i did was…

difficult. one girl wouldn’t smile, the other wouldn’t stop acting like Madonna Vogue-ing. the parents wouldn’t put the poor dog down, so i couldn’t photograph the father. The mother refused outright to look at me. this was the drama queen. they paid well though. but if they call me next October, i’ll say i’m booked…

are we there yet?!

gosh, you drive slower than death… Myer’s Plants & Pottery, Pelham, Alabama