love the falling focus

life seen in a different ways has always interested me…no, that isn’t correct, it has always pulled at me. the catalyst was my father’s words, “Amy, because you are blind in one eye, you do not see like everyone else” my father will be the first to say, i seldom back down from a challenge….

my father called me last night…

and he said, “Hi, are you home? Will you be there for a while?” (i was in my jammies, & it was about 7:30pm-ish, the only place i had planned on going was to sleep.) But there was something in his tone of voice that seemed…different, so i kind of panicked,”Is something wrong?!” “No…i should…

teaching photography…

my son (he is 11yrs old) is learning how to use my Nikon D90. He took my camera from me & wandered around the restaurant shooting the mums. this one is my favorite.