Focus Between

 

 

Concentration

 

 

Angels in the Outfield

 

The fun of teamwork

 

 

Thomas comes to visit

 

 

 

 

 

The face of joy and innocence

 

 

 

 

It's the Touch That Counts

Without Saying a Word

At the Drop Zone

 

 

 

These are snaps of a USAF C-130 practice drop zone that is not too far from my own back yard. Though we waited, no planes actually came in for a drop; a disappointment: The C-130’s are huge behemoths that are whale-shaped yet beautiful in their sheer power.  Learning about the drop zone and its unintended role in the community was interesting, enlightening and somewhat disturbing. But, nothing can belittle the intense and thorough training flight and ground crews go through. Stay well, airmen.

He’s Got the Touch

 

 

 

I took these photos in early 2002 with the Nikon. My son Tim had already started avoiding photos of him, so I had to covertly snap a shot whenever I could. I will cherish these two photos forever as they capture Tim’s incredible ability to bond with animals. His “touch” is amazing.

The Wonder

 

Little Red: The People

 

 

 

 

The Historical Society and the Master Gardeners today held an open house of the town of Little Red.  This local museum is an entire town from the late 1800’s that they’ve worked together to restore. People from both organizations wore period clothing and “acted” their parts rather well.

Young Music Everywhere

A Princess’s Birthday

Happy Birthday, Princess

 

Odin’s New Friend

This is little Miss Chrissy, a long-time admirer of Odin’s. When her parents would take off on the four-wheeler, she’d always ask to come by my house so she could see Odin. Finally, they stopped and we met when they saw me outside one day, and Chrissy got to meet Odin up close. She can about walk under his belly! When she relaxed enough, her father put her up on Odin’s back to sit, and she posed nicely for a photo.

Young Expressions

The boy swimming had just reached the end of his fourth lap or so, and the camera caught the look on his face as he challenged himself to make it to the wall. His struggle paid off. He rested a few minutes, then went on to do four more laps.

It didn't help that I kept cracking jokes while Cody was working with the young colt to ride him for the first time. But, as we laughed away, Cody continued to lay over the saddle and flop around while the colt's expression never changed. It was a quiet, boring first ride.

The last photo is proof that we all experience the same thing differently. Most amazing of all is the one head that is so far above the crowd with the empty look. Things must look really different to him!

Expressions

I caught Kenny Loggins (top) in concert in Little Rock last year. He has always been my favorite musician, and I greatly admire his approach to singing: He plays his voice like an instrument, and fills his music with emotion and clarity. That I was able to capture that in a photo is priceless to me.

Horace (middle) is a corker of a man. He is the animal control officer in a small town here in Arkansas, and he absolutely loves dogs. He works tirelessly to find homes for all the strays he picks up.

Michael (bottom) captured himself with his concentrated expression. He was leaning down to adjust his camera's settings when he accidentally hit the shutter. He captured his quiet intensity that I love so much.

Riding it Out

The burst mode on the camera gave me the rare opportunity to capture in still motion the chain of events of a bucking horse. The "art" of this series of photos is more the technical aspect than the aesthetics: That girl can ride!

Small Town Downtown