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Category: Every Picture Tells a Story
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Thursday I was blessed to take some photographs for my new friend Lisa who needs to sell one of her Arabian colts. I know she doesn't want to sell that beautiful baby, but she's trying to be practical. She plans to post my photos in several places, which might lead to more horse photography gigs for…
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There is something about the outside of a horse that is good for the inside of a man. ~Winston Churchill Forty-three years ago I said goodbye to Clyde, our beautiful Welsh pony. Well, technically Clyde was my brother's horse, but I loved him, and spent hours (it seemed) loping through the horse pasture…
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Last Monday Tom and I celebrated our thirtieth anniversary. (Yikes! Thirty years??!!) Because of circumstances, we didn't have time to buy each other a card, much less a gift, but his youngest brother and his wife surprised us with a cake, a dozen beautiful salmon-colored roses, a six-pack of Shiner Bock, and a funny anniversary…
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Pop passed away early Thursday afternoon. Those words are so hard to type; I couldn't do it here before today. Thank you for all of the prayers and light sent his way, and ours. We believe his passing, and the way he passed, was an answer to prayers, probably even his own… so peaceful, his…
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Tom was sitting on the porch swing when I came home late last night after a double shift at the winery. The look on his face let me know something was wrong, but several long seconds went by before he was able to tell me what it was: his father had suffered a stroke that…
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I'm interrupting my vacation slideshow for some breaking news here in the Hollow: We have a cow! Well, she's not actually ours. We're not even sure where she came from or how long she's been hanging around. We just spotted her wandering along the creek yesterday evening. All of the land…
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“We cannot change the cards we are dealt, just how we play the hand.” ~ Randy Pausch When the Shallue clan gets together, you can count on a deck or two of cards appearing on the scene. You can also count on Tom not shaving when he's on vacation. It was great spending…
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I'm home. The past week has been a whirlwind of sand, sunshine, hugs, laughter, seashells, sunburns, storm clouds, card games, wet towels, buffet-style meals, birthday cake, aloe gel, clear water, ocean waves, camera clicks… But now, I'm home, hitting the ground running last night as soon as we unloaded the car… unpacking, starting laundry, uploading…
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My baby turned 21 last week. After reminiscing about her birth, sighing over her baby photos and marveling at how fast the years have flown by, I continued spinning backwards through photo albums to my own 21. Photos pried loose memories buried under the rubble of thirty-two more years. So much I had forgotten… …
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