Here are some more of my favorites from my session with Catherine! She’s an absolute natural in front of the camera. She can work it! haha
catherine.part.2 » fort dodge iowa senior photographer
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catherine » fort dodge iowa senior photographer
Okay, so Catherine isn’t a high school senior…but she did just graduate college! She volunteered to help me with some portfolio work, and I thought I’d share some of the awesome shots we got today. 
I’ll be posting more on my facebook and flickr, so don’t forget to follow me there too if you want to see more!
DFTBA,
new.backdrop » fort dodge iowa photographer
So I mentioned on my facebook page a couple weeks back that I found a new backdrop at a garage sale. I had a few hours of free time (FINALLY!) and decided to try that out before a few shoots I have next week!
The cats were my not-so-willing subjects 
This was his face 90% of the time I had my camera out. He did not like the lights. At. All.
Hope everyone has a great weekend!!
kids.summer.special » fort dodge iowa kids photographer
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Help me spread the word about my business by sharing my page! Once I reach 300 likes I’ll be doing a drawing for 3 FREE SESSIONS!
Please like and share!
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Contest will only begin after we reach 300 likes!
Sessions will be limited to one hour.
Digital sessions only, no print packages included.
Weddings excluded.
june+july special » fort dodge, IA senior photographer
tired.
This is not photography related, so everyone just gasp here and get it over with
I’ve been rediscovering my passion for this poem lately, and wanted to share. Design (albeit novice) was done by me.
You are tired,
(I think)
Of the always puzzle of living and doing;
And so am I.
Come with me, then,
And we’ll leave it far and far away—
(Only you and I, understand!)
You have played,
(I think)
And broke the toys you were fondest of,
And are a little tired now;
Tired of things that break, and—
Just tired.
So am I.
But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight,
And knock with a rose at the hopeless gate of your heart—
Open to me!
For I will show you the places Nobody knows,
And, if you like,
The perfect places of Sleep.
Ah, come with me!
I’ll blow you that wonderful bubble, the moon,
That floats forever and a day;
I’ll sing you the jacinth song
Of the probable stars;
I will attempt the unstartled steppes of dream,
Until I find the Only Flower,
Which shall keep (I think) your little heart
While the moon comes out of the sea.
