Here’s a few samples from Karen+Michael’s wedding, along with a shot of her father walking her down the aisle. I’ve received some other images, but will wait until I can see a few more before putting everything up. It was great to be there. And a very fun wedding too!

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I’m beginning the process of archiving some of the flowers I’ve done and updating their images. I love working with flowers and want to learn as much as possible, having floral work become a greater part of my design time. Grace + Myles’ photos are the first ones “officially” posted! The next step is to place all this on Flicker, and eventually, create a separate blog as well. Last week, I completed a few pieces for Karen + Michael Rubel’s wedding, and had a wonderful time. I’ll upload some intro images on those tomorrow.
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Here is the latest. Kristin’s wedding flowers were incredibly fun. No roses – her look was something very natural. The challenge was to mix a wild and natural look with an elegant feel. I so enjoyed doing them. I have yet to upload the bride’s flowers. My shots came out fuzzy… Also, will post an image of the wedding party. Very “green” very fun!
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left: for the Mothers

You are both part of a different generation. This inauguration was to me, a respect-filled powerful statement on what I was once taught unchangeable. I was not raised with a verbal teaching that races are unequal, but the example was set before me that racial separation and inequality was fact. Acting within its barriers was accepted behavior. You didn’t talk about it. You just learned it from experience.

I was about 6. We we spent our summers in a small town of Washingtonville, in upstate New York. My grandmother, my uncle and I went shopping to one of the neighborhood stores. Like most kids, shopping bored me to tears, so I asked my grandmother if I could play outside. There was a playset near the parking area, and so, she let me play there. While climbing the monkey bars, a little boy about my age ran over to me, asking if we could play together. I didn’t know what to play. He probably had sisters, and was used to that kind of question. He suggested we play “house”. He’ll be the daddy and I’ll be the mommy. He then pretended to happily come home from work. Suddenly, I remember my Uncle coming towards me, very, very angry. He told me to get off the playset, grabbed my arm, and took me quickly to my grandmother. I remember feeling embarrased and confused. I looked back at the little boy, and he had a confused look on his face too. I said good-bye. He was black.

My Uncle never told me why he was so angry. We never did talk about it.

On January 20th, so much of that was put behind us. Put behind me. Regardless of anyone’s political leanings…I pray for this man, whom God chose to use for this moment.

I hope that little boy from Washingtonville was watching too.

Yes. I’m cool, and I’m even cooler when daddy holds my hands down! 🙂

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We headed south on the beautiful Blue Ridge Parkway. We spent most of the day on it, dad wanting to photograph everything he saw. The lighting was beautiful. We did continue until almost dusk, then drove down the 26 toward Asheville.  Enjoy!

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Absolutely breathtaking views!

Absolutely breathtaking views!

We stopped at an old mill in the Southern Appalachians.

We stopped at an old mill in the Southern Appalachians.

The day was beautiful!

The day was beautiful!

Dad found an old trout fishing area

Dad found an old trout fishing area

We are such tourists! (but I can't wait to taste these!)

We are such tourists! (but I can't wait to taste these!)

Here is the beginning…. A great Christmas with the Ball Family, and Christmas morning at Michael & Michelle’s place. On to North Carolina!

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