Lately I’ve had the honor of photographing my first love…horses. I fell in love with horses before I could speak. They are gorgeous creatures who possess strength, heart, and soul. So I’m very excited that I’ll be exhibiting my photos of New Freedom Farm’s residents at their annual Open House on October 14. A portion of the profits from all sales that day go back to New Freedom Farm, a fantastic organization that not only provides a sanctuary to a variety of equine, but that also assists veterans suffering from PTSD to find a place of sanctuary and comfort. So come on out and celebrate our veterans and four legged friends at New Freedom Farm!
New Freedom Farm
Annual Open House Event
October 14 • 10am – 3 pm
6118 Lithia Rd Buchanan VA 24066
I was just going through some old photos and found these. Some were taken at the North Carolina Zoo, the Conservators’ Center, and locally as well. These animals make my heart so happy!
Apologies for the poor photo quality. This is our big beauty. I had to take the photo through the window since he’s shy and I want to keep him that way. Maybe he will make it through hunting season if he is leery of humans. He is SO majestic!
In an effort to focus on positivity, I present Mia and Eli red foxes:
We’re almost half way through 2017 and I’m not quite sure how that happened. This has probably been one of the most trying years of my life and I’m still trying to cope with everything that’s been happening. For months, I’ve been dealing with some extremely costly and frustrating issues on the home front, but that pales in comparison to the losses I’ve endured. I recently lost my grandma and I’m still trying to figure out life without her. I’ve also lost two beloved pets within 8 months of each other. If you know me, you know that my pets are my family and all of these losses have torn out pieces of my heart. Many nights, my dreams are filled with terror. I feel exhausted most of the time. I haven’t painted in so long. I just don’t feel the longing to create right now. I feel hollow. I’m trying to push myself to at least photograph the animals and plants that I love. Doing so gives me the opportunity to spend time with them and takes my mind off the anxieties that I can’t seem to shake otherwise. I know that I am absolutely blessed in so many ways, but I think healing is going to take time. I just need some time.
In an effort to be a little greener, I only sent out a few printed Christmas cards this year. Instead, I’m opting to share an e-card with you all! Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and/or Happy Holidays!
I get migraine headaches, and if you’ve never had a migraine headache, that’s a very good thing. They suck. So yesterday when I had yet another migraine (I’ve had several lately), I felt like this is how I looked after 10 hours at work and head splitting pain:
I had a smug look on my face and one hand (or paw) ready for anyone who came between me and my chance to get home and get some rest.
I enjoy watching birds warm themselves in the sun. It must feel good on these cold days!
Who needs to decorate for Halloween when you have these guys around?
All spiders are venomous, because they need venom to kill their prey. However, prey usually consists of a variety of insects (including pest insects), and humans aren’t on the menu.
Venom requires a large amount of energy to produce, so arachnids typically don’t want to waste it on something they won’t eat.
For example, the much feared black widow spider is actually considered quite shy. The CDC reports: Spiders are usually not aggressive and most bites occur because a spider is trapped or unintentionally contacted.
Ah, the majestic male white-tailed deer and his…antler extensions?!?
Seriously though, I think this guy is so handsome and he loves visiting our house to nosh on all the falling acorns. He doesn’t care if I talk or make noise when I’m outside with him, he just munches his acorns. I just wish he could get that dang twine off his antler!
Investigating the car. I wonder if he saw himself reflected in the paint…
He’s got a dirty nose from rooting around.
You have to admit he’s kind of a stud.