I love you…… You know who you are

I remember every photograph that I ever took of my boys. “My boys” includes my two brothers, my husband, our two sons and Daddy-Bub. Trying to find these photos is another story. It takes weeks, sometimes months, to find the ones that I want. Then when I find them, sometimes it hurts to see their

Body Talk

      Horses just KNOW. The ears are a good indicator and an early warning signal to their buddies and enemies. My alpha mare may have delicate little Arabian ears, but she knows how to use them. My herd of ten thrive in their established pecking order. The head honcho always has the advantage

Crazy Sexy Baby Face

crazy sexy baby face

Pigasso Will Paint For Food

  If only I had this raw talent. I would not want to clean up after these guys, but  with the profits that these piglets will be bringing in, they will have their own studio with maid service….    

Lazuli Buntings

I need to finish this painting. Just a few more flowers and leaves and it will be done. These little artists finished about 20 masterpieces in a day….I should be able to do this one…..

I’m Too Spooky For Myself

Spooky loves the attention. She is the smallest and easiest to carry around. She never has to walk anywhere…   Sleep tight, don’t let the bugs bite. Or better yet….let’s just watch movies all night !!!!!!!   Let’s watch Lassie again. Shrek is much too scary for me!   I don’t like thunder or loud

My Ole Boss

This was the 70’s, as in 1970’s for you who were born in the 2000’s. I walked into the building where the portrait studio was located and talked to the manager who would be my new boss at my first job in the field of photography. She looked familiar, kind of like my piano teacher,

Escape To The Beach

This is my interpretation of the way the Pelicans must feel during a major hurricane. We love going to Rockport and Port Aransas and of-course I fall in love with all the birds.

Daddy’s Little Helper

He might really be trying to taste Tom’s straw hat, but after living with this pony boy for the last 12years, we know that he is always more than willing to hand you a hammer or help you pull weeds, if need be. He is multi-talented and smart as a whip. Life would not be

Con Fuego

  My morning run turned out to be more of a work out than I had imagined it would be. I had only gotten about one mile from our house, and I saw flames coming towards me. Peyton was home, that was my first thought. The wind was blowing strong in our direction.  I set