“The butterfly counts not months but moments and has time enough.” ~ R. Tagore
I have come to empathize with the butterfly in these past 6 months. Time can be measured in moments and there have been plenty of those to look back on. I’ve not posted a blog in a long time. Not necessarily because I’d rather be outside photographing than writing but because so many moments came my way that kept me from putting them all down into words. I’ll cover them all in order so that you can follow the progression.
Back in the July, I met the most incredible rescued German Shepherd, Shadow. His Mom, Kathy, had put her name down for a session I donated to a local auction benefiting one of our shelters, S.C.R.A.P.S. Kathy and Shadow won! The moment I met that big boy, I fell in love. I couldn’t believe he had been on the kill list at another shelter. I have met and trained many GSD’s but this guy was the sweetest I had ever encountered. I am so grateful to Kathy that she snatched him away from death and gave him a beautiful life. Even now, I miss his burly hugs. Here is a photo of him from our session at Mirabeau Meadows…
On the heels of Shadow’s session, I was contacted by a delightful woman who has a Morkie (Maltese/Yorkie cross), Michelle and Jack. They booked an Aplenty Session and we met at Manito for our photos. At that time, I had rented a Sigma 35mm Art lens and it became the predominant choice for the session. It ended up not being the focal length that I like but I’m glad to have tried it out. Jack was a ball of energy and fun. Just a puppy, wanting to see the world with all his senses. We had a blast watching him frolic about the park. Michelle became a good friend, too. Here is a photo of Jack boy…
And, then…the moments slowed and narrowed. My father-in-law was hospitalized in August. He was in late stage Alzheimer’s along with my mother-in-law and living in a memory care facility. While enduring heart disease, he had still been plodding along life. But, a sepsis infection set in. By late August, he was gone. Jim was very much a father in my life. A jewel of a man, kind and generous. He is greatly missed.
September was a whirlwind. School started for my kids and I began teaching another quarter of S.T.A.R. Puppy class at the dog club I belong to. I was also asked to participate as a 2nd shooter at a wedding by a very dear friend and fellow photographer. I’ve never officially photographed a wedding before. It was exhausting but a lot of fun, too. The bride wanted a country western wedding and the venue was a ranch. Horses and dogs galore, to my delight! I took this image of her dog, Shank, lounging outside in the rain.
Not long after the wedding, I was contacted by a vet oncologist, Megan, who I have known for a couple of years. She competes in the local obedience, conformation, and agility with her dogs. I had done some win photos of her and her dog, Zin, over the years at my dog club’s semi-annual trials. Zin, a Belgian Tervuren, had lost a leg to cancer a few years back. The cancer was back. It had found a home in Zin’s spine and now she was dying. So, we dropped everything and got Zin into a Golden Road Session as soon as possible. We headed to Mirabeau Meadows where we created memories, moments to collect so that Zin’s spirit will always remain. Zin is strong. So very, very strong and it is impossible not to admire that inner strength and her beauty. I will always admire her.
And, Zin wasn’t the last. I am working through the images of another Golden Road client right now. Her moment on these pages will come soon and I’ll tell her story. For now, I am grateful to be here, right now, catching memories for people to store away in their hearts forever. Thank you for joining me on the journey.