Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Happy Birthday Baby!
Oh my goodness, this little one is just peaches and cream! Brian and Kylie, I so enjoyed spending the morning with you. I hope you enjoy the sneak peak of your little porcelain doll baby!
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Rogers Heritage High School Finest
Well, another amazing senior that is going to enter the world in a few weeks. If the caliber of character that I have encountered represents Heritage High School's inaugural class as a whole, they are ones to watch!
Dalton is soft spoken, quick to smile, and never without a warm welcome and kind word. His relationship with his family and girlfriend are natural, and I truly enjoyed being with him.
Dalton is soft spoken, quick to smile, and never without a warm welcome and kind word. His relationship with his family and girlfriend are natural, and I truly enjoyed being with him.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Jared 2010 Rogers Heritage High School Senior
Jared and I headed out in the drizzle on Saturday for his senior photo shoot. I think many passersby thought we were slightly crazed being out in the rain...but I think we would have been crazy NOT to.
Jared and his Mom were up to anything, so we wound our way downtown for some industrial shots, and to Lake Atalanta to finish up with a bit of green.
With Gina's creative flair and attention to detail, I felt like I had my own personal assistant with me, and not a mom. I always knew I'd enjoy spending time with her, and my intuition was right. She is a kind, introspective person who loves her family and a bit of adventure.
Jared hasn't much to say, with words anyway...but I think you'll see much is communicated through his pics. It is always a pleasure to be with you, Jared. A true southern gentleman who has a blazing future ahead.
Jared and his Mom were up to anything, so we wound our way downtown for some industrial shots, and to Lake Atalanta to finish up with a bit of green.
With Gina's creative flair and attention to detail, I felt like I had my own personal assistant with me, and not a mom. I always knew I'd enjoy spending time with her, and my intuition was right. She is a kind, introspective person who loves her family and a bit of adventure.
Jared hasn't much to say, with words anyway...but I think you'll see much is communicated through his pics. It is always a pleasure to be with you, Jared. A true southern gentleman who has a blazing future ahead.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Ty C Senior 2010 Rogers Heritage Senior Photographer
Package deal...intelligence, humor, athleticism, and good looks. Direct all inquiries to TyCol....@...com
(sorry girls, that was a tease, lol)
I've had the pleasure of getting to watch Tyler 'grow up' the last few years as he and Paxon wrestle together. To attest for his diligence and work ethic, let me tell you that last year he wasn't too sure which was the front or the back of his singlet...and this year he brought home a state medal. He's heading to college this year, and he will be designing computers in our car that respond to thoughts, or some uber smart thing like that. For right now, he can keep you highly entertained with calculator.
Without further ado...
(sorry girls, that was a tease, lol)
I've had the pleasure of getting to watch Tyler 'grow up' the last few years as he and Paxon wrestle together. To attest for his diligence and work ethic, let me tell you that last year he wasn't too sure which was the front or the back of his singlet...and this year he brought home a state medal. He's heading to college this year, and he will be designing computers in our car that respond to thoughts, or some uber smart thing like that. For right now, he can keep you highly entertained with calculator.
Without further ado...
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Sweet Light Sweet Senior Rogers Arkansas Professional Photographer
Ha!!
No, really, she has the gentlest way about her. Her smile comes easy, and to watch her boyfriend and puppy interact with her, you know in a minute that she is kind and devoted. I so enjoyed spending the afternoon with this sweet southern girl. DeeAnn, I hope you enjoy your sneak peak!
No, really, she has the gentlest way about her. Her smile comes easy, and to watch her boyfriend and puppy interact with her, you know in a minute that she is kind and devoted. I so enjoyed spending the afternoon with this sweet southern girl. DeeAnn, I hope you enjoy your sneak peak!
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Baseball Season Has Arrived Rogers Arkansas Professional Photographer
Dehring is playing with the boys again this year. Don't let the long hair fool you, she's no wimp behind the plate. The Athletics scrimmaged the Rockies to get some live action before the season, and it turned out to be a great match-up. The sun was just dipping toward the horizon, so I took advantage of the light.
Spring Special WOOT! Rogers Arkansas Professional Photographer
Happy spring!! Let's kick off with an awesome special. Here's what you get...A petite session with approximately eight fully edited images to view in an online gallery, AND 1 8x10, 2 5x7's and 2 wallet sets from a single chosen image. This is perfect for doing a spring update of your kiddos, prom, Mother's and Father's Day gifts, etc! Up to three subjects and with multiple subjects, the session focus will be the group. These sessions need to be scheduled by May 31. There are limited openings, so contact me to get your session reserved! *special subject to change/end without notice. No cash value. Not valid on previous sittings. Cannot be combined with other offers.
Friday, April 9, 2010
So Much To Celebrate Neosho Missouri Family Professional Photographer
Starting New Years Eve, my Dad began having some concerning symptoms and within a few weeks he had undergone a battery of tests and it was determined that he had cancer. More weeks of tests followed to determine the extent of the cancer, and he was then scheduled for surgery to have his bladder and surrounding glands and tissues removed.
Six weeks ago he went into the hospital for this surgery. The surgery was a success, and his surgeon was confident that the cancer was contained, and dad was on the mend. We sighed a breath of relief, thanked God for more time to enjoy this man we love so much, and prepared for his arrival home and support for his recovery. A few days later it became evident something was wrong, and a week following his surgery, my Dad was back on the operating table to undergo the same grueling surgery again, as it had failed the first time. This surgery appeared to be successful, and we once again heaved that grateful sigh, and laid our worries aside. But, a few days later, Dad's body began a series of strange symptoms progressing into system failure over the next few weeks. Doctors were confused, and more and more specialists came to consult, each with futile tries and little encouragement. They would sit and study his chart for hours looking for what was being missed. Countless, tests, ultrasounds, endoscopies, x-rays, dye studies...the list goes on..but none were conclusive as to why Dad's GI system was failing as well as his other organs taxed dangerously.
The decision to transfer him to another, bigger research hospital was in the works. But this was thwarted on Friday. My dad ran a fever. Blood cultures were drawn, and he was positive for e-coli. Sepsis. He had already endured two hospital infections, and now this. His body began a fluid shift and he was swollen beyond recognition. The time had come to communicate to our Dad those things that there aren't words for...
So we were there, and we waited and he would flutter awake for seconds and ask if we'd seen any new birds. Or 'bink' Canon on the nose. Or tell us his dream about struggling to make a left hand turn in a semi in Joplin. And as quick as he was awake, he was gone again; sleeping peacefully. And mom asked me not to wash dad's pillowcase on their bed. And we mourned this momentous loss looming in front of us, and moment by moment...let. go.
But, this Monday, he woke up. His body was responding to the antibiotics, and he woke up. And by Tuesday, he said he felt better. And the doctors nodded sympathetically in total disbelief and my mom went outside so she could scream, and we all realized there was no room for hope left. So we just let those words disappear in the air like dandelion seeds blown away by the wind.
And we moved on.
But, Dad stayed awake. And got up. And said he was hungry. And so he ate. After five weeks of wretched failed attempts. Of stomach pumping and surgeries for bowel emptying. After five weeks of being fed TPN straight into his veins, on Wednesday, he ate. Thursday, we waited for vomiting. We waited for x-rays and ng tubes...but instead he ate again. And this morning...well everything made it through. So there is talk of Dad going home tomorrow.
Six weeks. And it was just an infection. An undetected infection that failed to present with a fever until it had spread to his entire body. An infection that is now GONE. I have my Dad. Canon will grow up knowing his Papa. Mom will not be alone. The birds will get watched and fed.
Six weeks ago I took these pictures. Just in case. Now, with a lump in my throat, I get to introduce, rather than pay tribute...
without further ado, my Dad
And as these were downloading, I received a call from my mom. They aren't going home tomorrow. They are on there way home.
Six weeks ago he went into the hospital for this surgery. The surgery was a success, and his surgeon was confident that the cancer was contained, and dad was on the mend. We sighed a breath of relief, thanked God for more time to enjoy this man we love so much, and prepared for his arrival home and support for his recovery. A few days later it became evident something was wrong, and a week following his surgery, my Dad was back on the operating table to undergo the same grueling surgery again, as it had failed the first time. This surgery appeared to be successful, and we once again heaved that grateful sigh, and laid our worries aside. But, a few days later, Dad's body began a series of strange symptoms progressing into system failure over the next few weeks. Doctors were confused, and more and more specialists came to consult, each with futile tries and little encouragement. They would sit and study his chart for hours looking for what was being missed. Countless, tests, ultrasounds, endoscopies, x-rays, dye studies...the list goes on..but none were conclusive as to why Dad's GI system was failing as well as his other organs taxed dangerously.
The decision to transfer him to another, bigger research hospital was in the works. But this was thwarted on Friday. My dad ran a fever. Blood cultures were drawn, and he was positive for e-coli. Sepsis. He had already endured two hospital infections, and now this. His body began a fluid shift and he was swollen beyond recognition. The time had come to communicate to our Dad those things that there aren't words for...
So we were there, and we waited and he would flutter awake for seconds and ask if we'd seen any new birds. Or 'bink' Canon on the nose. Or tell us his dream about struggling to make a left hand turn in a semi in Joplin. And as quick as he was awake, he was gone again; sleeping peacefully. And mom asked me not to wash dad's pillowcase on their bed. And we mourned this momentous loss looming in front of us, and moment by moment...let. go.
But, this Monday, he woke up. His body was responding to the antibiotics, and he woke up. And by Tuesday, he said he felt better. And the doctors nodded sympathetically in total disbelief and my mom went outside so she could scream, and we all realized there was no room for hope left. So we just let those words disappear in the air like dandelion seeds blown away by the wind.
And we moved on.
But, Dad stayed awake. And got up. And said he was hungry. And so he ate. After five weeks of wretched failed attempts. Of stomach pumping and surgeries for bowel emptying. After five weeks of being fed TPN straight into his veins, on Wednesday, he ate. Thursday, we waited for vomiting. We waited for x-rays and ng tubes...but instead he ate again. And this morning...well everything made it through. So there is talk of Dad going home tomorrow.
Six weeks. And it was just an infection. An undetected infection that failed to present with a fever until it had spread to his entire body. An infection that is now GONE. I have my Dad. Canon will grow up knowing his Papa. Mom will not be alone. The birds will get watched and fed.
Six weeks ago I took these pictures. Just in case. Now, with a lump in my throat, I get to introduce, rather than pay tribute...
without further ado, my Dad
And as these were downloading, I received a call from my mom. They aren't going home tomorrow. They are on there way home.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
We're So Excited! Northwest Arkansas Photographer
See, I told you we were excited! What are we excited about? Well, spring has come and everything is turning green and the birds are singing and the sun is shining...and oh how thankful I am for this glorious time of year. But that's not all! We are excited because Canon is healthy and thriving and quite the big boy, so I am ready to start adding portrait sessions to my schedule. So...be sure to subscribe to this blog to keep up on special offers and be the first to see new faces and locations! Also, come join me on Facebook where we are doing prizes and drawings and all sorts of fun stuff!
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