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Friday, 14 June 2013. Wednesday, 12 June 2013. Warm summer evening, running barefoot, wild and free through the skate park. And a promise to myself not to miss any more weeks for project 52. Saturday, 8 June 2013. Monday, 3 June 2013.
On the second day of Christmas some vandals gave to me . 2 broken windows and a violated feeling. Halleluiah go tell it on the mountain . The front yard or should I say jungle as been cut. though its still difficult to get in as someone stole the front steps. Once Upon a Little Tin Trailer. Once Upon a Time . A little brown trailer sat on a sunny Florida hill surrounded by flowers and trees.
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A little tribute this month to some of my very first clients of Fantasy Fotos. Who lent me there children for an afternoon, even though it was a bit chilly the images came out warm and beautiful and set the tone for my future photographic manipulation. Canvas, posters and postcards. A just Because from a few years back, because every princess needs a frog or two.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011. Cover Art By Nada Meeks. Monday, November 21, 2011. In the early morning, beneath a cluster of twisted oaks. With glistening green leaves bejeweled in dew drops. I saw them rise on a golden stream of morning light. The fairy court, on the thinnest of delicate wings. They circled the trees and arose into the dawn. Magic is all around us.