<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715</id><updated>2011-10-02T13:44:45.528-03:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want to do is take pictures</title><subtitle type='html'>The mostly-delightful adventures of Terri Wentzell.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-8695850486909398007</id><published>2011-10-02T13:17:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T13:44:45.561-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Royal Nova Scotia International Tattoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every year in Halifax, the &lt;a href="http://www.nstattoo.ca/about-the-tattoo/"&gt;Royal Nova Scotia International Tattoo&lt;/a&gt; pays tribute to the militaries and civilian heroes of Canada and our  allies around the world. This was my first year attending and I had no  idea how much of a treat I was in for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The focus of the show, of course, was precise military drill and colorful displays of national pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N-NALGSJVtE/ToiPeJ5OQ0I/AAAAAAAABGA/LFZce8HBgZo/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N-NALGSJVtE/ToiPeJ5OQ0I/AAAAAAAABGA/LFZce8HBgZo/s320/Tattoo%2B2011%2B9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658930680005804866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can tell I adore the traditional dress RCMP uniforms. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gJbkIuf49Pw/ToiPR5SdLtI/AAAAAAAABFg/iFLIv49GdLU/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gJbkIuf49Pw/ToiPR5SdLtI/AAAAAAAABFg/iFLIv49GdLU/s320/Tattoo%2B2011%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658930469389807314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N-NALGSJVtE/ToiPeJ5OQ0I/AAAAAAAABGA/LFZce8HBgZo/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ibONqdpVy5w/ToiPdwJn1bI/AAAAAAAABF4/2UzVjqzlEMU/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ibONqdpVy5w/ToiPdwJn1bI/AAAAAAAABF4/2UzVjqzlEMU/s320/Tattoo%2B2011%2B8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658930673095267762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QdntEjx0D8Q/ToiPRJjn9hI/AAAAAAAABFQ/NrPPMbILLAc/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QdntEjx0D8Q/ToiPRJjn9hI/AAAAAAAABFQ/NrPPMbILLAc/s320/Tattoo%2B2011%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658930456576914962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s18TLUwujaA/ToiPRpBzNiI/AAAAAAAABFY/zt4XR53tUi4/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s18TLUwujaA/ToiPRpBzNiI/AAAAAAAABFY/zt4XR53tUi4/s320/Tattoo%2B2011%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658930465024980514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s18TLUwujaA/ToiPRpBzNiI/AAAAAAAABFY/zt4XR53tUi4/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These guys were able to dismantle and reassemble this jeep in a total of about 30 seconds, and then drove it away to prove it was in perfect working condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bTyIs6EKLI8/ToiPdZq2XrI/AAAAAAAABFw/YcrLSveuNtM/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bTyIs6EKLI8/ToiPdZq2XrI/AAAAAAAABFw/YcrLSveuNtM/s320/Tattoo%2B2011%2B7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658930667060616882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were tributes to our civilian heroes as well: those in uniform who protect us every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sx7k3kFryxo/ToiPvKlCidI/AAAAAAAABHA/pb_zi1V8NHY/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sx7k3kFryxo/ToiPvKlCidI/AAAAAAAABHA/pb_zi1V8NHY/s320/Tattoo%2B2011%2B17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658930972247362002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Musical numbers put the best of Nova Scotia tradition on display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WzmF87K1ty8/ToiPqQIoBkI/AAAAAAAABG4/8EiczKwsBsg/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WzmF87K1ty8/ToiPqQIoBkI/AAAAAAAABG4/8EiczKwsBsg/s320/Tattoo%2B2011%2B16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658930887839450690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;including bagpipes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UNzGH4A4vDs/ToiPec68PBI/AAAAAAAABGI/3xeOD5Gpzl0/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UNzGH4A4vDs/ToiPec68PBI/AAAAAAAABGI/3xeOD5Gpzl0/s320/Tattoo%2B2011%2B10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658930685113285650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and an amazing fiddle player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NsVBwqVGJBw/ToiPpKuQ7PI/AAAAAAAABGY/pVEZ64TRUe4/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NsVBwqVGJBw/ToiPpKuQ7PI/AAAAAAAABGY/pVEZ64TRUe4/s320/Tattoo%2B2011%2B12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658930869206838514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other countries took the stage, it was just as amazing. The talent and showmanship in the room was unbelievable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbO7qT8Yg4A/ToiPqEoG4II/AAAAAAAABGw/bbSgpmRWK_E/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbO7qT8Yg4A/ToiPqEoG4II/AAAAAAAABGw/bbSgpmRWK_E/s320/Tattoo%2B2011%2B15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658930884750270594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g83FO7_sxqg/ToiPprax1QI/AAAAAAAABGg/KSSHCYWXd6E/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g83FO7_sxqg/ToiPprax1QI/AAAAAAAABGg/KSSHCYWXd6E/s320/Tattoo%2B2011%2B13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658930877983479042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VD3d0K2dQ6s/ToiPegpALSI/AAAAAAAABGQ/9lr6zhb4vf0/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VD3d0K2dQ6s/ToiPegpALSI/AAAAAAAABGQ/9lr6zhb4vf0/s320/Tattoo%2B2011%2B11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658930686111788322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IzQvIFo_Fe0/ToiSyWM0zKI/AAAAAAAABHQ/urMw39KmIA0/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IzQvIFo_Fe0/ToiSyWM0zKI/AAAAAAAABHQ/urMw39KmIA0/s320/Tattoo%2B2011%2B6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658934325441514658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The green lines in the next photo? Hula hoops and skipping ropes. Just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ilpcR4JTwJQ/ToiPp9JhXYI/AAAAAAAABGo/AYTscm-HGdQ/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ilpcR4JTwJQ/ToiPp9JhXYI/AAAAAAAABGo/AYTscm-HGdQ/s320/Tattoo%2B2011%2B14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658930882742934914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all, it was a fantastic show all around, and I can't believe it took me so long to go! I'll leave you with a closing shot that includes every single performer that night. Thank you to each one for a night I won't soon forget!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QdntEjx0D8Q/ToiPRJjn9hI/AAAAAAAABFQ/NrPPMbILLAc/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-de_pRn7Iyrs/ToiPQ5gg6kI/AAAAAAAABFI/Sj4lUZYuy_8/s1600/Tattoo%2B2011%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-de_pRn7Iyrs/ToiPQ5gg6kI/AAAAAAAABFI/Sj4lUZYuy_8/s320/Tattoo%2B2011%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658930452268902978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-8695850486909398007?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/8695850486909398007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=8695850486909398007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/8695850486909398007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/8695850486909398007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/10/royal-nova-scotia-international-tattoo.html' title='Royal Nova Scotia International Tattoo'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N-NALGSJVtE/ToiPeJ5OQ0I/AAAAAAAABGA/LFZce8HBgZo/s72-c/Tattoo%2B2011%2B9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-7095167344612705986</id><published>2011-10-02T11:54:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T12:38:57.673-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason, Keigan, and Taylor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jason was thirteen years old when I met him.&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to figure him out ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For much of our teenage years, we were inseparable. He taught me to drive a standard, took me to my first formal dance, babysat me the first time I got drunk, and was the first to really break my heart. He crashed on my couch any number of times when he and various friends drove four hours to show up at my apartment out of the blue, and he called me when his son Keigan was born to tell me he was a daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So when he told me there was a new baby girl, and that Keigan was moving away with his mother this summer, it was important for me to be the one doing the family photo shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOTzoK0cbtY/Toh8gJf0ENI/AAAAAAAABEY/gm_hJMLY2uc/s1600/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOTzoK0cbtY/Toh8gJf0ENI/AAAAAAAABEY/gm_hJMLY2uc/s1600/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOTzoK0cbtY/Toh8gJf0ENI/AAAAAAAABEY/gm_hJMLY2uc/s320/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658909823538041042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ObKIWz6H4oo/Toh8suDoH0I/AAAAAAAABE4/iobkgx5zTl4/s1600/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ObKIWz6H4oo/Toh8suDoH0I/AAAAAAAABE4/iobkgx5zTl4/s320/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658910039510359874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9Lh80JcJfo/Toh8dOU3EhI/AAAAAAAABD4/J6G8IO-BZ5E/s1600/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9Lh80JcJfo/Toh8dOU3EhI/AAAAAAAABD4/J6G8IO-BZ5E/s320/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658909773294670354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again, I can proudly say that my friends make beautiful babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3GijynGvEQ/Toh8fg_8USI/AAAAAAAABEQ/9YE4TSzklsk/s1600/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3GijynGvEQ/Toh8fg_8USI/AAAAAAAABEQ/9YE4TSzklsk/s320/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658909812666945826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r67OVLdNhWI/Toh8r2xEfPI/AAAAAAAABEo/Aup7mmpGQZU/s1600/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r67OVLdNhWI/Toh8r2xEfPI/AAAAAAAABEo/Aup7mmpGQZU/s320/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658910024668577010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aDvvRmGk1g0/Toh8roX5D1I/AAAAAAAABEg/JsZgCYknIX8/s1600/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aDvvRmGk1g0/Toh8roX5D1I/AAAAAAAABEg/JsZgCYknIX8/s320/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658910020804874066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keigan's quite a stunner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F1-bVIfY1I4/Toh8sIeFMOI/AAAAAAAABEw/7jeYnNr88Xk/s1600/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F1-bVIfY1I4/Toh8sIeFMOI/AAAAAAAABEw/7jeYnNr88Xk/s320/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658910029420769506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HtrA2T1EmcA/Toh8fJUfg4I/AAAAAAAABEA/foSv0CrCd9A/s1600/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HtrA2T1EmcA/Toh8fJUfg4I/AAAAAAAABEA/foSv0CrCd9A/s320/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658909806310687618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Taylor is absolutely priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_SqYIFZYpc/Toh8fQn6sAI/AAAAAAAABEI/pzxwVEMn9UU/s1600/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_SqYIFZYpc/Toh8fQn6sAI/AAAAAAAABEI/pzxwVEMn9UU/s320/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658909808271208450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TpxeIfJ5VOg/ToiB1c2RGEI/AAAAAAAABFA/_-ofns0Xwbk/s1600/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TpxeIfJ5VOg/ToiB1c2RGEI/AAAAAAAABFA/_-ofns0Xwbk/s320/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658915687067883586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason will be thirty this year, and it's kind of bizarre to think that he is the same person that I knew back then. We touch base every so often to have a coffee or just to catch up. We laugh (a lot) about the old days, and discuss the latest dramas of being an adult. If I have anything to say about it, you'll be seeing more of him and his family in the future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-7095167344612705986?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/7095167344612705986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=7095167344612705986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/7095167344612705986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/7095167344612705986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/10/jason-keigan-and-taylor.html' title='Jason, Keigan, and Taylor'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOTzoK0cbtY/Toh8gJf0ENI/AAAAAAAABEY/gm_hJMLY2uc/s72-c/Jason%2Band%2BKids%2B5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-6288241432049980389</id><published>2011-10-02T11:27:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T11:53:59.782-03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so lucky to be from such a gorgeous part of the world. Here's some more Cape Breton scenery from various trips this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First, a local favorite: Wentworth Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LTgBcPBsOFE/Toh1_cntznI/AAAAAAAABDw/1FRlnNazeRU/s1600/Cape%2BBreton%2B11%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LTgBcPBsOFE/Toh1_cntznI/AAAAAAAABDw/1FRlnNazeRU/s320/Cape%2BBreton%2B11%2B10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658902664666009202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3-xzxdERJ4/Toh1-zYoYFI/AAAAAAAABDo/6StTSIUKXDk/s1600/Cape%2BBreton%2B11%2B09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3-xzxdERJ4/Toh1-zYoYFI/AAAAAAAABDo/6StTSIUKXDk/s320/Cape%2BBreton%2B11%2B09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658902653596885074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Downtown Sydney for the world's biggest fiddle and some lupin love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbsSx5yiUDs/Toh1-thdoUI/AAAAAAAABDg/2zK9sc1D3wM/s1600/Cape%2BBreton%2B11%2B08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbsSx5yiUDs/Toh1-thdoUI/AAAAAAAABDg/2zK9sc1D3wM/s320/Cape%2BBreton%2B11%2B08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658902652023316802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HX_16_eIiJM/Toh14WQF8GI/AAAAAAAABDY/jwRaJhRfH8c/s1600/Cape%2BBreton%2B11%2B07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HX_16_eIiJM/Toh14WQF8GI/AAAAAAAABDY/jwRaJhRfH8c/s320/Cape%2BBreton%2B11%2B07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658902542697230434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Louisbourg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XffEAVoTljU/Toh14F8rPNI/AAAAAAAABDQ/FdhgAJnoYVw/s1600/Cape%2BBreton%2B11%2B06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XffEAVoTljU/Toh14F8rPNI/AAAAAAAABDQ/FdhgAJnoYVw/s320/Cape%2BBreton%2B11%2B06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658902538320821458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gX2H1t74HQc/Toh137BydJI/AAAAAAAABDI/X1Ovs_IdBQQ/s1600/Cape%2BBreton%2B11%2B05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gX2H1t74HQc/Toh137BydJI/AAAAAAAABDI/X1Ovs_IdBQQ/s320/Cape%2BBreton%2B11%2B05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658902535389475986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Mira River:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Mnvxba7fxY/Toh13pjUzFI/AAAAAAAABDA/7SDIKdbwwmg/s1600/Cape%2BBreton%2B11%2B04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Mnvxba7fxY/Toh13pjUzFI/AAAAAAAABDA/7SDIKdbwwmg/s320/Cape%2BBreton%2B11%2B04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658902530698300498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the Bras D'Or Lakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJtdk8gbE1k/Toh13fXYjWI/AAAAAAAABC4/gi-rpfeUYQk/s1600/Cape%2BBreton%2B11%2B01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJtdk8gbE1k/Toh13fXYjWI/AAAAAAAABC4/gi-rpfeUYQk/s320/Cape%2BBreton%2B11%2B01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658902527963860322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"We are an island, a rock in a stream&lt;br /&gt;We are a people as proud as there’s been&lt;br /&gt;In soft summer breeze or in wild winter winds&lt;br /&gt;The home of our hearts, Cape Breton"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kenzie MacNeil "the Island"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-6288241432049980389?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/6288241432049980389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=6288241432049980389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/6288241432049980389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/6288241432049980389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-island.html' title='My Island'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LTgBcPBsOFE/Toh1_cntznI/AAAAAAAABDw/1FRlnNazeRU/s72-c/Cape%2BBreton%2B11%2B10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-6549159394358826993</id><published>2011-10-02T10:42:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T11:16:55.887-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Joey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet Joey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gBGb8pSf0u8/TohuW9QYw6I/AAAAAAAABCA/RWFAhheWfr8/s1600/Joey%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gBGb8pSf0u8/TohuW9QYw6I/AAAAAAAABCA/RWFAhheWfr8/s320/Joey%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658894272470500258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;His parents are dear friends of mine (whom you have already met &lt;a href="http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2009/06/mr-and-mrs-smith.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) and when they found out soon after their wedding that Karen was pregnant, I was all over it. For her entire pregnancy, she put up with my excessive daily, and sometimes hourly, "how do we feel now?" with a smile and an honest answer. Then, two days after Joey was born, I visited them in the hospital and held this little tiny person in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;And he didn't even cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, at the ripe old age of 14 months, it appears he doesn't remember those moments with the same fondness I do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sIcb-zS-X1Y/Tohugni8MMI/AAAAAAAABCw/syR5nilbMzc/s1600/Joey%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sIcb-zS-X1Y/Tohugni8MMI/AAAAAAAABCw/syR5nilbMzc/s320/Joey%2B8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658894438441431234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or maybe there are just more interesting things to look at than that chick with the camera. Shoes, for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GuRI7Xk2RHs/TohuXTP00sI/AAAAAAAABCI/1XTrOWJtg0M/s1600/Joey%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GuRI7Xk2RHs/TohuXTP00sI/AAAAAAAABCI/1XTrOWJtg0M/s320/Joey%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658894278373724866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or that thing over there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QbZefw9lyHM/TohuXkCbp8I/AAAAAAAABCQ/eK7h6o8UOMU/s1600/Joey%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QbZefw9lyHM/TohuXkCbp8I/AAAAAAAABCQ/eK7h6o8UOMU/s320/Joey%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658894282880952258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dandelions (which he promptly ate afterward) are worth smiling for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7lDWvpK0bhk/Tohuf6eHk1I/AAAAAAAABCg/rJnnqWKZ6qM/s1600/Joey%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7lDWvpK0bhk/Tohuf6eHk1I/AAAAAAAABCg/rJnnqWKZ6qM/s320/Joey%2B6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658894426341610322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And, of course, DADDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qhvkTEQ1ilE/TohuWs2sE6I/AAAAAAAABB4/FH9dfO3hp08/s1600/Joey%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qhvkTEQ1ilE/TohuWs2sE6I/AAAAAAAABB4/FH9dfO3hp08/s320/Joey%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658894268067746722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EhP1_ZG6JNs/TohugFU1iEI/AAAAAAAABCo/GIPzRbtojIQ/s1600/Joey%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EhP1_ZG6JNs/TohugFU1iEI/AAAAAAAABCo/GIPzRbtojIQ/s320/Joey%2B7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658894429255469122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Needless to say, once the camera was away, little Joe was all smiles. I have assured him that I accept the challenge, that he and my camera will meet again someday, and that next time, I'll have some sort of baby bribery in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that might have been his plan all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3KX8zln-BA8/TohuX-_7qiI/AAAAAAAABCY/E_3nU5oLmI8/s1600/Joey%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3KX8zln-BA8/TohuX-_7qiI/AAAAAAAABCY/E_3nU5oLmI8/s320/Joey%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658894290118224418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-6549159394358826993?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/6549159394358826993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=6549159394358826993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/6549159394358826993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/6549159394358826993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/10/joey.html' title='Joey'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gBGb8pSf0u8/TohuW9QYw6I/AAAAAAAABCA/RWFAhheWfr8/s72-c/Joey%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-5171822699938092730</id><published>2011-10-02T10:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T10:42:11.208-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhhh.... summer....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what it's all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aJD8boU5Wew/TohqHqI-M6I/AAAAAAAABBw/n_d_D4HqLCs/s1600/Fire%2Bat%2BMoniques.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aJD8boU5Wew/TohqHqI-M6I/AAAAAAAABBw/n_d_D4HqLCs/s320/Fire%2Bat%2BMoniques.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658889611594576802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-5171822699938092730?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/5171822699938092730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=5171822699938092730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5171822699938092730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5171822699938092730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/10/ahhhhh-summer.html' title='Ahhhhh.... summer....'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aJD8boU5Wew/TohqHqI-M6I/AAAAAAAABBw/n_d_D4HqLCs/s72-c/Fire%2Bat%2BMoniques.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-4123903249019733410</id><published>2011-07-26T11:49:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T11:51:28.741-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Silhouette</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wentworth Park in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;Because who doesn't love a good silhouette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Pkpu1AFHuE/Ti7UJ_qFTPI/AAAAAAAABBY/NGStDZo55EI/s1600/Wentworth%2BPark%2BSilhouettes%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Pkpu1AFHuE/Ti7UJ_qFTPI/AAAAAAAABBY/NGStDZo55EI/s320/Wentworth%2BPark%2BSilhouettes%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633673452058922226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IGMv55_oAnI/Ti7UO21EunI/AAAAAAAABBo/QCTmgkMsQF8/s1600/Wentworth%2BPark%2BSilhouette%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IGMv55_oAnI/Ti7UO21EunI/AAAAAAAABBo/QCTmgkMsQF8/s320/Wentworth%2BPark%2BSilhouette%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633673535588448882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-4123903249019733410?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/4123903249019733410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=4123903249019733410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4123903249019733410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4123903249019733410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/07/silhouette.html' title='Silhouette'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Pkpu1AFHuE/Ti7UJ_qFTPI/AAAAAAAABBY/NGStDZo55EI/s72-c/Wentworth%2BPark%2BSilhouettes%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-2418594110328365481</id><published>2011-07-26T11:25:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T11:48:46.753-03:00</updated><title type='text'>There's No Place Like It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U4jBeOVovJQ/Ti7TjGthRTI/AAAAAAAABBQ/IjmjzrkdjJQ/s1600/South%2BBar%2BYellow%2BFinch.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born in a tiny little suburb of a tiny little city in Cape Breton. South Bar was my home until I was nine years old. I loved it there... I still do. And on occasion, I take my camera for a stroll down memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my house. My uncle lives there now, and the garage is new, but it's still got the best backyard for playing baseball, the awesome fish house for cooking lobster, and the best view of the Newfoundland ferries as they head out into the Atlantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jx2FCinv2Ps/Ti7Nc1y0zEI/AAAAAAAABAY/mvRZAmGiSb8/s1600/House%2Bin%2BSouth%2BBar%2BSepia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jx2FCinv2Ps/Ti7Nc1y0zEI/AAAAAAAABAY/mvRZAmGiSb8/s320/House%2Bin%2BSouth%2BBar%2BSepia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633666079247354946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My best friend Tracy lived across the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4l6cy9WySf0/Ti7QqFSu6EI/AAAAAAAABBA/mHkPBUk5A90/s1600/Tracy%2527s%2BHouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4l6cy9WySf0/Ti7QqFSu6EI/AAAAAAAABBA/mHkPBUk5A90/s320/Tracy%2527s%2BHouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633669605280901186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents were married in the church. I was baptized there, and had my first communion there. My grandparents and uncle are buried in its cemeteries. It's falling apart these days, and you can't go in anymore, which kind of makes it all that much more iconic to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PgQ41ZnlQ3w/Ti7NcnntCVI/AAAAAAAABAQ/428V-JnEBiQ/s1600/Church%2Bin%2BNew%2BVic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PgQ41ZnlQ3w/Ti7NcnntCVI/AAAAAAAABAQ/428V-JnEBiQ/s320/Church%2Bin%2BNew%2BVic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633666075442612562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the mainstays of the community is the wharf. It's where we used to watch the older boys swim, it's where many of the people make their living, and it's absolutely picturesque...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uvqI75KOwE0/Ti7SKcnbaNI/AAAAAAAABBI/fhyxYHzz46Q/s1600/South%2BBar%2BWharf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uvqI75KOwE0/Ti7SKcnbaNI/AAAAAAAABBI/fhyxYHzz46Q/s320/South%2BBar%2BWharf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633671260809160914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and so very peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U4jBeOVovJQ/Ti7TjGthRTI/AAAAAAAABBQ/IjmjzrkdjJQ/s1600/South%2BBar%2BYellow%2BFinch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U4jBeOVovJQ/Ti7TjGthRTI/AAAAAAAABBQ/IjmjzrkdjJQ/s320/South%2BBar%2BYellow%2BFinch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633672783937488178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I know nothing else, I know this little tiny place will always be a great big piece of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-2418594110328365481?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/2418594110328365481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=2418594110328365481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/2418594110328365481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/2418594110328365481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/07/theres-no-place-like-it.html' title='There&apos;s No Place Like It'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jx2FCinv2Ps/Ti7Nc1y0zEI/AAAAAAAABAY/mvRZAmGiSb8/s72-c/House%2Bin%2BSouth%2BBar%2BSepia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-4317320760512160808</id><published>2011-07-26T10:21:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T10:45:03.216-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nancy and Jonathan</title><content type='html'>Nancy and Jonathan are a ton of fun to be around. Combine that with the  fact that they are both highly photogenic and not a little bit camera  shy and VOILA! A couple session that was literally... a walk in the  park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i8zINvDspAg/Ti7AL3t29nI/AAAAAAAAA_A/EQxpDHCZv7s/s1600/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i8zINvDspAg/Ti7AL3t29nI/AAAAAAAAA_A/EQxpDHCZv7s/s320/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633651494054458994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We shot at Peter's Field in Cape Breton. I was hoping for a field of bright yellow dandelions, but the sky was overcast so we had no such luck. Not to be deterred, these two were willing to get down and dirty in the grass anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQbZBAFeC38/Ti7AKqV8-eI/AAAAAAAAA-o/_NM-dO1kzCY/s1600/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQbZBAFeC38/Ti7AKqV8-eI/AAAAAAAAA-o/_NM-dO1kzCY/s320/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633651473284659682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eVaQRJ45diE/Ti7AK0wf4II/AAAAAAAAA-w/NfUf57HEe9c/s1600/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eVaQRJ45diE/Ti7AK0wf4II/AAAAAAAAA-w/NfUf57HEe9c/s320/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633651476080353410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-POaLhnVmSZY/Ti7ALZ6S_II/AAAAAAAAA-4/b8t-8fdsUqs/s1600/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-POaLhnVmSZY/Ti7ALZ6S_II/AAAAAAAAA-4/b8t-8fdsUqs/s320/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633651486053563522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So perfect for each other....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pCllVNglMC8/Ti7AVPOYvMI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/KWhxk4NS1Tg/s1600/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pCllVNglMC8/Ti7AVPOYvMI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/KWhxk4NS1Tg/s320/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633651654983728322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qEeL7P5nfMA/Ti7BnTtboTI/AAAAAAAAA_o/nZKDnuE_b-A/s1600/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qEeL7P5nfMA/Ti7BnTtboTI/AAAAAAAAA_o/nZKDnuE_b-A/s320/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633653064936956210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was Nancy's genious idea.  She even looks amazing upside down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fiCdgOggmZo/Ti7AVhcL9eI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/5deD2Hh-X7c/s1600/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fiCdgOggmZo/Ti7AVhcL9eI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/5deD2Hh-X7c/s320/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633651659873449442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--KYSqcJ1fMA/Ti7AV8sZLsI/AAAAAAAAA_g/VEJJ0v3SNzc/s1600/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--KYSqcJ1fMA/Ti7AV8sZLsI/AAAAAAAAA_g/VEJJ0v3SNzc/s320/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633651667189182146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time for a little playground lovin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgvcbTQighQ/Ti7Ecm9PfAI/AAAAAAAAA_4/bB_k1VQJH4I/s1600/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgvcbTQighQ/Ti7Ecm9PfAI/AAAAAAAAA_4/bB_k1VQJH4I/s320/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633656179659865090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3LjuXeLTHys/Ti7Ec-WXIDI/AAAAAAAABAA/mpM0LqEJGL8/s1600/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3LjuXeLTHys/Ti7Ec-WXIDI/AAAAAAAABAA/mpM0LqEJGL8/s320/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633656185939238962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Within a few weeks after our session, Jonathan and Nancy got engaged. He was on one knee and there was a waterfall and all those things girls dream of. With any luck, we'll be seeing more of these two in June of 2012!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YgRA5RXh31M/Ti7EcFWggaI/AAAAAAAAA_w/sBQfnUNOk80/s1600/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YgRA5RXh31M/Ti7EcFWggaI/AAAAAAAAA_w/sBQfnUNOk80/s320/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633656170639032738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-4317320760512160808?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/4317320760512160808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=4317320760512160808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4317320760512160808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4317320760512160808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/07/nancy-and-jonathan.html' title='Nancy and Jonathan'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i8zINvDspAg/Ti7AL3t29nI/AAAAAAAAA_A/EQxpDHCZv7s/s72-c/Nancy%2Band%2BJonathan%2B4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-5282894212097438916</id><published>2011-07-25T20:42:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T21:02:08.133-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Monique: Trash the Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monique and Steve were &lt;a href="http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html"&gt;married&lt;/a&gt; last September. We have been planning her Trash the Dress session ever since, and finally headed to Peggy's Cove in the middle of May to see if we couldn't do it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one reminds me of something out of a bridal magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FK7u_jib4Hc/Ti3_yBeNwXI/AAAAAAAAA-g/ZKbvx62bTlA/s1600/Monique%2BTrash%2Bthe%2BDress%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FK7u_jib4Hc/Ti3_yBeNwXI/AAAAAAAAA-g/ZKbvx62bTlA/s320/Monique%2BTrash%2Bthe%2BDress%2B6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633439943764066674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time to get wet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dguGe1lnPiU/Ti3_tVBmoWI/AAAAAAAAA94/6Mh8hLNVkzw/s1600/Monique%2BTrash%2Bthe%2BDress%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dguGe1lnPiU/Ti3_tVBmoWI/AAAAAAAAA94/6Mh8hLNVkzw/s320/Monique%2BTrash%2Bthe%2BDress%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633439863113425250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pjUmryGWsq8/Ti3_t4KnPeI/AAAAAAAAA-I/kFyaNmJn5dw/s1600/Monique%2BTrash%2Bthe%2BDress%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pjUmryGWsq8/Ti3_t4KnPeI/AAAAAAAAA-I/kFyaNmJn5dw/s320/Monique%2BTrash%2Bthe%2BDress%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633439872546455010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a little while at Peggy's Cove, we headed back to a little lake near Monique's house... and proceeded to get dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSzcjkP6lW8/Ti3_t-JmQCI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/bCzR7ya27Nk/s1600/Monique%2BTrash%2Bthe%2BDress%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSzcjkP6lW8/Ti3_t-JmQCI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/bCzR7ya27Nk/s320/Monique%2BTrash%2Bthe%2BDress%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633439874152808482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NrjJDtjEfj4/Ti3_tpJ8VAI/AAAAAAAAA-A/YTtxXG6nxPA/s1600/Monique%2BTrash%2Bthe%2BDress%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NrjJDtjEfj4/Ti3_tpJ8VAI/AAAAAAAAA-A/YTtxXG6nxPA/s320/Monique%2BTrash%2Bthe%2BDress%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633439868517110786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was right about here that I dropped my 70-250 lens into the lake. To clarify, it fell out of my hand, bounced off the rock I was standing on, and rolled into the lake... so technically I didn't drop it in. After a good inspection, a minor coronary attack, and cradling the innocent victim in a dry towel, Monique and I returned to shooting and I was able to get this beauty with my 18-55 mm before deciding I was way too horribly distracted to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sP1k4I27Rrg/Ti3_uC_5ksI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/DIC-H8K0lfc/s1600/Monique%2BTrash%2Bthe%2BDress%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sP1k4I27Rrg/Ti3_uC_5ksI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/DIC-H8K0lfc/s320/Monique%2BTrash%2Bthe%2BDress%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633439875454309058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I know you are on the edge of your seat wondering, the towel on the lens didn't work. Neither did a bag of uncooked rice, as I have heard works for cell phones that have had a run-in with H2O. I took my lens to the &lt;a href="http://maps.google.ca/maps/place?hl=en&amp;amp;rlz=&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;q=camera+repair+centre+halifax&amp;amp;fb=1&amp;amp;gl=ca&amp;amp;hq=camera+repair+centre&amp;amp;hnear=0x4b5a211407dbfac1:0x666be3a6438b2ddc,Halifax,+NS&amp;amp;cid=5201445324203934631"&gt;Camera Repair Centre&lt;/a&gt; here in Halifax. The prognosis wasn't good, but the lovely chap there promised to put my baby in the dryer and do what he could. I trusted him: you can tell this guy really gave a damn. I lined up a loaner for a shoot I had the following weekend. I searched the flyers, the stores, and the online second hand sites pricing up a replacement. I moaned and lamented my loss on Facebook. So it was nothing short of a miracle when they called 5 days later to say my lens was working. Nothing short of a miracle. Those might have been their exact words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monique's dress also survived in all its original glory, but with any luck, not for long. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-5282894212097438916?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/5282894212097438916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=5282894212097438916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5282894212097438916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5282894212097438916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/07/monique-trash-dress.html' title='Monique: Trash the Dress'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FK7u_jib4Hc/Ti3_yBeNwXI/AAAAAAAAA-g/ZKbvx62bTlA/s72-c/Monique%2BTrash%2Bthe%2BDress%2B6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-6034353122326560184</id><published>2011-07-25T20:32:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T20:42:18.349-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the things I looked forward to about owning my own home was  having an actual yard to test out my green thumb. When we moved in, there were  beautiful petunias lining the walkway to the front door. Little did I  know that under all those petunias there were already tulip bulbs waiting in hiding to  surprise me in the spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ze7wRVXdEtU/Ti3-AyDwyKI/AAAAAAAAA9g/sz9tHCKi4g4/s1600/Spring%2B2011%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ze7wRVXdEtU/Ti3-AyDwyKI/AAAAAAAAA9g/sz9tHCKi4g4/s320/Spring%2B2011%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633437998301366434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3q22F-oaKik/Ti3-ARfxDjI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/PZkO-t2cY_Y/s1600/Spring%2B2011%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3q22F-oaKik/Ti3-ARfxDjI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/PZkO-t2cY_Y/s320/Spring%2B2011%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633437989560454706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RrSkDyo4OYs/Ti3-AVbSx2I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/tgu2WlM_3ug/s1600/Spring%2B2011%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RrSkDyo4OYs/Ti3-AVbSx2I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/tgu2WlM_3ug/s320/Spring%2B2011%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633437990615435106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Come May, I accepted a trip to the gardening centre as a delayed birthday present from my husband, and the seed of hope of having my own garden was planted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Khafz57clPI/Ti3-Bbr6dXI/AAAAAAAAA9w/Az2Pw1U5gJk/s1600/Spring%2B2011%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Khafz57clPI/Ti3-Bbr6dXI/AAAAAAAAA9w/Az2Pw1U5gJk/s320/Spring%2B2011%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633438009475626354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_5TobWwhWk/Ti3-BFvig5I/AAAAAAAAA9o/Zdup5dUd0fU/s1600/Spring%2B2011%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_5TobWwhWk/Ti3-BFvig5I/AAAAAAAAA9o/Zdup5dUd0fU/s320/Spring%2B2011%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633438003585254290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's now the end of July and my pansies are still in full swing. We've transplanted some of the bushes from the front of the house to the back, and I've put some morning glories in the backyard that grow unbelievably quickly, but have yet to flower. I'm already planning for next year's blooms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-6034353122326560184?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/6034353122326560184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=6034353122326560184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/6034353122326560184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/6034353122326560184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/07/spring-things.html' title='Spring Things'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ze7wRVXdEtU/Ti3-AyDwyKI/AAAAAAAAA9g/sz9tHCKi4g4/s72-c/Spring%2B2011%2B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-9195198433541134629</id><published>2011-07-08T13:38:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T13:42:57.634-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SuperMoon</title><content type='html'>On March 19, 2011 the Earth's moon passed by our planet at a distance of   356,577  kilometers or 221,567 miles, which is the closest it's been  to us in 18 years. The folks that watch these things called it a supermoon. I called it a photo op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lf_uavF2tSk/ThczWlng0aI/AAAAAAAAA9I/2iLYBSV5MbE/s1600/%2Bcropped%2Band%2Bresized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lf_uavF2tSk/ThczWlng0aI/AAAAAAAAA9I/2iLYBSV5MbE/s320/%2Bcropped%2Band%2Bresized.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627022722570703266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-9195198433541134629?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/9195198433541134629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=9195198433541134629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/9195198433541134629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/9195198433541134629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/07/supermoon.html' title='SuperMoon'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lf_uavF2tSk/ThczWlng0aI/AAAAAAAAA9I/2iLYBSV5MbE/s72-c/%2Bcropped%2Band%2Bresized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-3389895394208267791</id><published>2011-07-08T12:05:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T13:45:56.667-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate &amp; Ian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rj0ly6W0TEA/ThceZKZ5m2I/AAAAAAAAA74/7B1erjQNUJQ/s1600/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kate and Ian came to me via a friend of Kate's whose wedding I shot back  in 2007. My delight at having been recommended overshadowed my  nervousness over not having previously met either the bridge or the  groom. Ian was out of town for most of the wedding planning, but Kate  made it easy and fun to get everything in order for the big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church they chose was awesome. The altar was in the centre with the pews surrounding it 360 degrees. There were huge stained glass windows and with a 3 p.m. ceremony, the light was absolutely gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nZKiazEWyxw/ThceF_fUohI/AAAAAAAAA7A/WjpjyKE7DVo/s1600/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nZKiazEWyxw/ThceF_fUohI/AAAAAAAAA7A/WjpjyKE7DVo/s320/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626999347713712658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the best things about this wedding in particular though is that the bride was a cryer. She even cried at the rehearsal, so I was prepared when it came time for the vows. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dTt1SpAxRWs/ThcduDEH_qI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/eRRFmN2HXco/s1600/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dTt1SpAxRWs/ThcduDEH_qI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/eRRFmN2HXco/s320/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626998936356519586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Afterward, we went across the street to Sullivan's Pond for some formal shots. It was the end of April, pretty windy, and a little chilly, but everyone was in good spirits. It was here that Kate told me her dad is a photographer. *gulp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7EJX9ohb1hE/Thcdup96R-I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/zq7zCMWaKSs/s1600/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7EJX9ohb1hE/Thcdup96R-I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/zq7zCMWaKSs/s320/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626998946799437794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oBohK8kPKqc/ThceG15p4tI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/9NxMT_Le23k/s1600/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oBohK8kPKqc/ThceG15p4tI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/9NxMT_Le23k/s320/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626999362319672018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dD_Ajz_k840/Thcdv1r0I8I/AAAAAAAAA6w/IqbpoHcscmc/s1600/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dD_Ajz_k840/Thcdv1r0I8I/AAAAAAAAA6w/IqbpoHcscmc/s320/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626998967124632514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--J1iu_ur1KQ/ThcdvpTw8gI/AAAAAAAAA6o/tqvbZeMvkQ4/s1600/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--J1iu_ur1KQ/ThcdvpTw8gI/AAAAAAAAA6o/tqvbZeMvkQ4/s320/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626998963802534402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dD_Ajz_k840/Thcdv1r0I8I/AAAAAAAAA6w/IqbpoHcscmc/s1600/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the family shots, the bridal party and I headed to the other end of the park for a few more takes from a different angle. Halfway there, we just had to stop: the mist from the park's fountain was creating a beautiful rainbow, and with the wind blowing just right.... well, there are four of these, but this is the most dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8tFec_2iZVU/ThcdvA8-vPI/AAAAAAAAA6g/_0Q8HNoaHG8/s1600/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8tFec_2iZVU/ThcdvA8-vPI/AAAAAAAAA6g/_0Q8HNoaHG8/s320/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626998952969551090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of drama, there's nothing like hamming it up a little for the camera on your wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TQ5nmFTWA/ThceGabOjGI/AAAAAAAAA7I/G_JIr741j74/s1600/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O9TQ5nmFTWA/ThceGabOjGI/AAAAAAAAA7I/G_JIr741j74/s320/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626999354944293986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reception afterwards was a family affair, and instead of the traditional clinking of glasses to get the bride and groom to kiss, guests were asked to stand and sing a song with the word "love" in it. This chap was in a "Skinna Marinky Dink" group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OfXUX35lG0g/ThceSjPsTbI/AAAAAAAAA7w/W29dN13r1Fo/s1600/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OfXUX35lG0g/ThceSjPsTbI/AAAAAAAAA7w/W29dN13r1Fo/s320/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626999563470261682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite parts of shooting weddings is the details. So much thought and hard work goes into making everything perfect that I like to save as much of it as I can for posterity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hWSydDTwJK0/ThceHdBZJ1I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/PiyB3BzYdzA/s1600/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hWSydDTwJK0/ThceHdBZJ1I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/PiyB3BzYdzA/s320/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626999372821112658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian was especially keen on his motorcycle cufflinks, which I adored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4s9v3zj0NI/ThceFicUTjI/AAAAAAAAA64/apHLpx2Dsj0/s1600/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 88px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4s9v3zj0NI/ThceFicUTjI/AAAAAAAAA64/apHLpx2Dsj0/s320/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626999339916480050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, with so much family visiting from all around the Atlantic Provinces, there was a little representation for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IZmPyQcSwsI/ThceRWYujgI/AAAAAAAAA7g/fY9qX9jVAa8/s1600/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IZmPyQcSwsI/ThceRWYujgI/AAAAAAAAA7g/fY9qX9jVAa8/s320/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626999542838627842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rj0ly6W0TEA/ThceZKZ5m2I/AAAAAAAAA74/7B1erjQNUJQ/s1600/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rj0ly6W0TEA/ThceZKZ5m2I/AAAAAAAAA74/7B1erjQNUJQ/s320/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626999677061274466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I only hope that Kate and Ian had as much fun at their wedding as I did shooting it. I thank them for allowing me the opportunity and wish them all the best in their future together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-3389895394208267791?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/3389895394208267791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=3389895394208267791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/3389895394208267791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/3389895394208267791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/07/kate-ian.html' title='Kate &amp; Ian'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nZKiazEWyxw/ThceF_fUohI/AAAAAAAAA7A/WjpjyKE7DVo/s72-c/Kate%2Band%2BIan%2B7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-5271078280757937723</id><published>2011-07-07T19:44:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T19:46:34.606-03:00</updated><title type='text'>New Home Owner's Tip #27:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's a reason there are two different detergents for the dishwasher and for washing dishes in the sink. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MPgfp8axnwA/ThY3JusbP9I/AAAAAAAAA6I/FUFjxl1lqmg/s1600/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MPgfp8axnwA/ThY3JusbP9I/AAAAAAAAA6I/FUFjxl1lqmg/s320/blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626745424738729938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-5271078280757937723?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/5271078280757937723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=5271078280757937723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5271078280757937723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5271078280757937723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-home-owners-tip-27.html' title='New Home Owner&apos;s Tip #27:'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MPgfp8axnwA/ThY3JusbP9I/AAAAAAAAA6I/FUFjxl1lqmg/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-4195929089257778232</id><published>2011-07-07T19:11:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T19:39:10.553-03:00</updated><title type='text'>And then there were three...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Neal and Amanda are a photographer's dream. They're crazy over each other, and not afraid to let it show in front of a camera, so it makes my job easy. Don't believe me? You can check them out &lt;a href="http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/08/amanda-neal.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2009/12/neal-amanda.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So when Amanda told me she was pregnant, I was ecstatic. As I was working with her at the time, I got to watch her belly grow day by day... and grow she did! By January, at 6 months, it was time to shoot my first maternity session, and there was plenty of belly to go around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egR9VhjSoFc/ThYvLsIyF0I/AAAAAAAAA5o/EUMl4AROYDg/s1600/Amanda%2BMaternity%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egR9VhjSoFc/ThYvLsIyF0I/AAAAAAAAA5o/EUMl4AROYDg/s320/Amanda%2BMaternity%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626736662319077186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although I teased her about twins, possibly triplets... quadruplets... (You get the point) they knew they were having just one - a daughter. My photographer's brain automatically inserted tiny little pink shoes here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pTMd3rMpAtU/ThYvLGONHLI/AAAAAAAAA5g/2pLb-acAm-I/s1600/Amanda%2BMaternity%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pTMd3rMpAtU/ThYvLGONHLI/AAAAAAAAA5g/2pLb-acAm-I/s320/Amanda%2BMaternity%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626736652141272242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How could this child not be gorgeous with parents like these?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Z9Ak8I8YpU/ThYvMv2b0MI/AAAAAAAAA54/ZzDkXs-iGfY/s1600/Amanda%2BMaternity%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Z9Ak8I8YpU/ThYvMv2b0MI/AAAAAAAAA54/ZzDkXs-iGfY/s320/Amanda%2BMaternity%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626736680495730882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MBF1YbQDx6U/ThYvMBqDNyI/AAAAAAAAA5w/HayPuNu3Z5I/s1600/Amanda%2BMaternity%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MBF1YbQDx6U/ThYvMBqDNyI/AAAAAAAAA5w/HayPuNu3Z5I/s320/Amanda%2BMaternity%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626736668095756066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am quite pleased with the way the session turned out and am grateful to Amanda and Neal for once again taking me into their lives in such a personal way. Here's to a happy and healthy baby girl, and parents who keep on smiling for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7WJLY2lh3c/ThYvNJG3QwI/AAAAAAAAA6A/CzHykyxZRTM/s1600/Amanda%2BMaternity%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7WJLY2lh3c/ThYvNJG3QwI/AAAAAAAAA6A/CzHykyxZRTM/s320/Amanda%2BMaternity%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626736687275524866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egR9VhjSoFc/ThYvLsIyF0I/AAAAAAAAA5o/EUMl4AROYDg/s1600/Amanda%2BMaternity%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-4195929089257778232?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/4195929089257778232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=4195929089257778232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4195929089257778232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4195929089257778232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-then-there-were-three.html' title='And then there were three...'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egR9VhjSoFc/ThYvLsIyF0I/AAAAAAAAA5o/EUMl4AROYDg/s72-c/Amanda%2BMaternity%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-3080757587424099164</id><published>2011-04-29T21:58:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T22:13:32.734-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The holly and the jolly</title><content type='html'>2010 was hands-down the most roller-coaster year of my life. The highs were incredibly high and the lows were pretty unmistakable. The highest of highs for the year happened on August 11, when my husband and I officially became home owners for the first time. Fast forward to the end of December, and the need to commemorate our first Christmas in our first home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_sSj5TiYy_0/Tbtfklp_YfI/AAAAAAAAA4s/Y9r-yNWlncg/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_sSj5TiYy_0/Tbtfklp_YfI/AAAAAAAAA4s/Y9r-yNWlncg/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601175643753505266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A new home also meant a little more decorating for me. When I was a child, we always had this wreath made of pine cones hanging on our wall at Christmastime. It lit up with Christmas lights and had small toy ornaments on it. My mom and I collected small pine cones from a field in Cape Breton when I was home in November, and I was able to recreate the wreath with the help of a glue gun and a lot of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OY8KZaHV_OU/Tbtf6k2UXtI/AAAAAAAAA40/TIKFYfpnUVs/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OY8KZaHV_OU/Tbtf6k2UXtI/AAAAAAAAA40/TIKFYfpnUVs/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601176021493898962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JtU3SinVkhk/Tbtf7MHLvQI/AAAAAAAAA48/_CkeMDHAQC4/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JtU3SinVkhk/Tbtf7MHLvQI/AAAAAAAAA48/_CkeMDHAQC4/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601176032033619202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And what would Christmas be without everyone's favorite &lt;a href="http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2010/06/tis-season.html"&gt;annual holly jolly portrait&lt;/a&gt; of Christmas elf Simba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nIXjRicJpgk/TbtgyciKHJI/AAAAAAAAA5M/0FTGZbbK2I0/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2BSimba%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nIXjRicJpgk/TbtgyciKHJI/AAAAAAAAA5M/0FTGZbbK2I0/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2BSimba%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601176981334531218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XtQ__-hhm4o/TbtgykwJwMI/AAAAAAAAA5U/YwSKtVqfhoc/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2BSimba%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XtQ__-hhm4o/TbtgykwJwMI/AAAAAAAAA5U/YwSKtVqfhoc/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2BSimba%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601176983540711618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope everyone's season was wonderful, and all good things for everyone in 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-3080757587424099164?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/3080757587424099164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=3080757587424099164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/3080757587424099164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/3080757587424099164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/04/holly-and-jolly.html' title='The holly and the jolly'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_sSj5TiYy_0/Tbtfklp_YfI/AAAAAAAAA4s/Y9r-yNWlncg/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-6088188039316097677</id><published>2011-04-29T21:21:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T21:39:31.860-03:00</updated><title type='text'>She's not only gorgeous...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Back in November, Georgina and I headed to Cape Breton to visit our families and investigate the old stone church we both grew up attending. You may know me well enough by now to know that by "investigate", I really mean "take pictures at" so she toted along her wedding dress to see if the cold would beat it into submission, seeing as &lt;a href="http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/08/trash-dress.html"&gt;the ocean&lt;/a&gt; had previously been unsuccessful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;While   she changed, I hung out with her brother and his family, which  included  the overly-excited and incredibly photogenic Chevy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8EjOijQ5ThE/TbtXTPytO2I/AAAAAAAAA30/9jtFtiJ70ek/s1600/chevy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8EjOijQ5ThE/TbtXTPytO2I/AAAAAAAAA30/9jtFtiJ70ek/s320/chevy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601166549733686114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we strutted across the yard to the church, only to find it is crumbling with age and we were unable to get inside. That Georgina, however, is a trooper and was willing to flaunt her stuff in a lowly 10 degrees celsius to get a few good shots before the biting wind got the best of both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxbnPWSNdyk/TbtXTWpYw9I/AAAAAAAAA38/bCgIbRlWEfs/s1600/Georgina%2Bin%2BSouth%2BBar%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxbnPWSNdyk/TbtXTWpYw9I/AAAAAAAAA38/bCgIbRlWEfs/s320/Georgina%2Bin%2BSouth%2BBar%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601166551573644242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GDN31Cqiymo/TbtXTwSipPI/AAAAAAAAA4E/t-sk-oIfRJY/s1600/Georgina%2Bin%2BSouth%2BBar%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GDN31Cqiymo/TbtXTwSipPI/AAAAAAAAA4E/t-sk-oIfRJY/s320/Georgina%2Bin%2BSouth%2BBar%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601166558457144562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I swear, I don't choose my friends based on how photogenic they are (well, not SOLELY on that, anyway) but seriously... look at this girl! She's not just gorgeous... she's GEORGEOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ww-azM1x2bo/TbtXUbNkBcI/AAAAAAAAA4M/44Ilabxl60c/s1600/Georgina%2Bin%2BSouth%2BBar%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ww-azM1x2bo/TbtXUbNkBcI/AAAAAAAAA4M/44Ilabxl60c/s320/Georgina%2Bin%2BSouth%2BBar%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601166569978987970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you don't believe me, here's a closer look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nBpwtwgw4-w/TbtX0Da1dDI/AAAAAAAAA4k/IBM8Jlf9nug/s1600/Georgina%2Bin%2BSouth%2BBar%2B3%2BCropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nBpwtwgw4-w/TbtX0Da1dDI/AAAAAAAAA4k/IBM8Jlf9nug/s320/Georgina%2Bin%2BSouth%2BBar%2B3%2BCropped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601167113348019250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alas, the dress is also a trooper and is not yet willing to give up. I expect you'll be seeing more of it in the not too distant future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-6088188039316097677?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/6088188039316097677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=6088188039316097677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/6088188039316097677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/6088188039316097677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/04/shes-not-only-gorgeous.html' title='She&apos;s not only gorgeous...'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8EjOijQ5ThE/TbtXTPytO2I/AAAAAAAAA30/9jtFtiJ70ek/s72-c/chevy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-4342431534350839733</id><published>2011-02-06T13:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T13:59:45.414-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was sitting here this morning at my computer, and I looked out the window to see a ridiculous number of birds in the tree in my backyard. It's early February and here in Halifax, we have had our share of good, old-fashioned snow storms this year, so I wonder about these birds that have flocked to my tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why here?&lt;br /&gt;Why now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if these birds know that traditionally on this very day, I should be enjoying a poolside tropical drink on a warm beach in the caribbean. Alas, circumstances have kiboshed our annual trip down south this year so I sit in front of my laptop and watch the seemingly endless number of birds in my backyard instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if the birds do not, in fact, return with the onset of spring, but if, perhaps, the spring returns with the onset of the birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after philosophical me takes a bathroom break and lets photographical me back at the keyboard, I decide to post some shots of other visitors I've gotten to share a moment with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blue jay is actually from 2004. He and his compadres would visit our balcony in droves to collect the peanuts my husband would throw out for them. Rain or shine, they would arrive and generally hang around just long enough for me to get a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TU7d9XKrCTI/AAAAAAAAA3U/-mw6dOAXCXs/s1600/All%2BIn%2Ba%2BJay%2527s%2BWork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 90px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TU7d9XKrCTI/AAAAAAAAA3U/-mw6dOAXCXs/s320/All%2BIn%2Ba%2BJay%2527s%2BWork.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570633835364419890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A hummingbird shot from a friend's patio on Canada Day of 2010. They are notoriously fast, but consistent in their patterns so I was able to capture a shot or two of this little guy by focusing on the feeder and waiting only a few minutes for his return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TU7d9_d658I/AAAAAAAAA3k/-IS3E55nnjI/s1600/Hummingbird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TU7d9_d658I/AAAAAAAAA3k/-IS3E55nnjI/s320/Hummingbird.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570633846182569922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This woodpecker landed in my very own back yard back in October and pecked away at the trunk long enough for me to dash inside for my camera. This was allI was able to get before he flew off to wherever it is that birds fly off to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TU7d-lV2SiI/AAAAAAAAA3s/QdiOIwnh2kY/s1600/Woodpecker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TU7d-lV2SiI/AAAAAAAAA3s/QdiOIwnh2kY/s320/Woodpecker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570633856349260322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This black-capped chickadee is a resident of Peter's Field in Cape Breton, Nova Scotia. The field is a provincial park and is stocked with homemade bird feeders hung from low trees all over. The chickadees are everywhere, but they're also fast and not nearly as predictable as the hummingbird so, despite the abundance of subjects, I played quite a waiting game for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TU7d9o8XyuI/AAAAAAAAA3c/y8w8EIWP_7A/s1600/Chickadee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TU7d9o8XyuI/AAAAAAAAA3c/y8w8EIWP_7A/s320/Chickadee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570633840136276706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm not a bird-watcher per se, I will be watching out for more of these delicate little creatures in the future. We often don't realize just how beautiful and detailed they are as they make their way past us in their busy lives and being able to capture just a brief second of that beauty is part of what makes being a photographer so rewarding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-4342431534350839733?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/4342431534350839733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=4342431534350839733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4342431534350839733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4342431534350839733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/02/birds.html' title='the birds'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TU7d9XKrCTI/AAAAAAAAA3U/-mw6dOAXCXs/s72-c/All%2BIn%2Ba%2BJay%2527s%2BWork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-6794030057917009144</id><published>2011-01-18T18:06:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T18:44:57.747-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monique &amp; Steve</title><content type='html'>September 17, 2010 was a Friday. Black Friday as it jokingly became known as in our little social circle. It was on that day that we married off the last of our group of girls: the lovely Monique Innocent. Now, I normally don't use last names in my posts, but how could I possibly overlook a 'Little Miss Innocent got married on Black Friday quip'? Add to that the fact that the lucky man, Steve, starts with an "S" and I'll leave the naturally following S&amp;amp;M jokes to you, because I know I've heard them all already: that's just how these two work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony was held at &lt;a href="http://www.hatfieldfarm.com/"&gt;Hatfield Farms&lt;/a&gt;, just outside of Halifax. There was no better choice for horse-lover Monique and outdoorsman Steve, or for my photographer self for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I began with the details Monique so painstakingly prepared, starting with the ideal footwear for a cowgirl about to walk down the aisle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPYnSA1iI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Sg7fYUvzooQ/s1600/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPYnSA1iI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Sg7fYUvzooQ/s320/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563651305198638626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and the pearls and brooch finally settled on after a number of purchases and returns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPYPuUKEI/AAAAAAAAA2I/ODnpYPRZhTE/s1600/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPYPuUKEI/AAAAAAAAA2I/ODnpYPRZhTE/s320/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563651298874894402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and wine glasses engraved with only days to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPMWM0CoI/AAAAAAAAA2A/qTdYT2hM8Kk/s1600/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPMWM0CoI/AAAAAAAAA2A/qTdYT2hM8Kk/s320/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563651094454995586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPYft7qmI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/rtlVpp5thaE/s1600/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPYft7qmI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/rtlVpp5thaE/s320/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563651303168256610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the day of the wedding, it poured rain, and the wind blew so hard that the drops fell sideways.  Not to be deterred, Hatfield Farms simply moved the ceremony inside and, much to my delight, did an amazing job with white lights wrapped endlessly around wooden rafters and the vows themselves being framed by a massive stone fireplace adorned with lit candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPguNt0UI/AAAAAAAAA2w/PpyT8k0L5yI/s1600/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPguNt0UI/AAAAAAAAA2w/PpyT8k0L5yI/s320/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563651444498616642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPY9Sy0rI/AAAAAAAAA2g/2-tacqMrDRk/s1600/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPY9Sy0rI/AAAAAAAAA2g/2-tacqMrDRk/s320/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563651311107494578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They also provided use of a horse and carriage, which the girls arrived in for the ceremony and the bride and groom were given a tour of the grounds in afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPLyU6a6I/AAAAAAAAA1o/pqC6x0riCv4/s1600/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPLyU6a6I/AAAAAAAAA1o/pqC6x0riCv4/s320/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563651084825291682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPZNj3xPI/AAAAAAAAA2o/7IIcOJ0fkog/s1600/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPZNj3xPI/AAAAAAAAA2o/7IIcOJ0fkog/s320/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563651315474089202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPLlIh1gI/AAAAAAAAA1g/3KFP1qRlZrY/s1600/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPLlIh1gI/AAAAAAAAA1g/3KFP1qRlZrY/s320/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563651081283687938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At one point, I was taking photos of the wedding party and turned around to find Monique chatting it up with this beautiful creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh my gosh, Monique, DON'T MOVE.&lt;br /&gt;Score one point for candid photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPMJRhvvI/AAAAAAAAA1w/qXVLb5bLeXY/s1600/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPMJRhvvI/AAAAAAAAA1w/qXVLb5bLeXY/s320/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563651090985107186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The supper was also wonderful, the food fantastic, and the reception magical. I'm not sure what Steve was expecting allowing the now-blog-infamous Georgina to make a speech...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYUz5L7nSI/AAAAAAAAA3A/vVcJnFqAS5s/s1600/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYUz5L7nSI/AAAAAAAAA3A/vVcJnFqAS5s/s320/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563657271419575586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...but clearly she nailed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPMY_gkiI/AAAAAAAAA14/J2zf16t9lBI/s1600/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPMY_gkiI/AAAAAAAAA14/J2zf16t9lBI/s320/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563651095204500002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Afterward, the new Mister and Missus allowed me a brief moment to soak up the grounds with a few night shots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPgsBvAdI/AAAAAAAAA24/OaJ8rOWZI54/s1600/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPgsBvAdI/AAAAAAAAA24/OaJ8rOWZI54/s320/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563651443911492050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...before Monique donned her custom-made Bride 2010 sweatsuit and joined the wedding guests on the mechanical bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYWeHV15AI/AAAAAAAAA3I/hnm0rEW3xeM/s1600/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYWeHV15AI/AAAAAAAAA3I/hnm0rEW3xeM/s320/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563659096285373442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPguNt0UI/AAAAAAAAA2w/PpyT8k0L5yI/s1600/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatfield Farms puts on a fantastic evening, and I can't wait for another opportunity to shoot there. Monique and Steve also put on a fantastic evening, and I wish them all the best for a long and happy future together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-6794030057917009144?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/6794030057917009144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=6794030057917009144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/6794030057917009144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/6794030057917009144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2011/01/monique-steve.html' title='Monique &amp; Steve'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TTYPYnSA1iI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Sg7fYUvzooQ/s72-c/Monique%2Band%2BSteve%2B8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-4702246696025038502</id><published>2010-12-28T21:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T21:54:33.934-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Way</title><content type='html'>On the long Labour Day weekend in September, four of us girls hopped into the car for a road trip to &lt;a href="http://www.scrapbookingcafeonline.ca/"&gt;Scrapbooking Cafe&lt;/a&gt; and a grand tour of some of the more southern areas of our province.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was a very windy and remarkably beautiful &lt;a href="http://www.peggys-cove.com/"&gt;Peggy's Cove&lt;/a&gt;. The lighthouse at Peggy's Cove has to be one of the most photographed landmarks in Nova Scotia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqRggUN7PI/AAAAAAAAA00/FvHPC4B7sm4/s1600/Peggy%2527s%2BCove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqRggUN7PI/AAAAAAAAA00/FvHPC4B7sm4/s320/Peggy%2527s%2BCove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555913077931502834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the fishing village town is just as photographically perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqRg1ckjwI/AAAAAAAAA08/9GPlP65TKRg/s1600/Peggy%2527s%2BCove%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqRg1ckjwI/AAAAAAAAA08/9GPlP65TKRg/s320/Peggy%2527s%2BCove%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555913083603685122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After some well-deserved scrap-shopping and kitty love at Scrapbooking Cafe, the girls delighted in taking me to &lt;a href="http://www.mahonebay.com/"&gt;Mahone Bay&lt;/a&gt; for my first shot of the infamous three churches there. I've been told you can't call yourself a Nova Scotian photographer without a shot of this street, so I have now complied, but can't choose between the vertical and horizontal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqRhTLZUXI/AAAAAAAAA1M/wPWBY1sx6bI/s1600/Three%2BChurches%2BMahone%2BBay%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqRhTLZUXI/AAAAAAAAA1M/wPWBY1sx6bI/s320/Three%2BChurches%2BMahone%2BBay%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555913091584708978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqRhPSipvI/AAAAAAAAA1E/DcLJCis6cPI/s1600/Three%2BChurches%2BMahone%2BBay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqRhPSipvI/AAAAAAAAA1E/DcLJCis6cPI/s320/Three%2BChurches%2BMahone%2BBay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555913090540938994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqRg1ckjwI/AAAAAAAAA08/9GPlP65TKRg/s1600/Peggy%2527s%2BCove%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We then strolled the streets of &lt;a href="http://www.lunenburgns.com/"&gt;Lunenburg&lt;/a&gt;, home of the Bluenose II, the Nova Scotian-built schooner portrayed on the Canadian ten-cent coin, and these charming park benches lining the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqRgseFhtI/AAAAAAAAA0s/L2eCzAm-1MY/s1600/Lunenburg%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqRgseFhtI/AAAAAAAAA0s/L2eCzAm-1MY/s320/Lunenburg%2B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555913081194120914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm still partial to the northern part of the province, mostly for the sentimental reason of homesickness, it was awesome to explore some of the southern regions. We got some exercise and fresh air and spent too much money, but there were great people and great discoveries, and great times with a great bunch of girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqUmWKZOqI/AAAAAAAAA1U/n1_O6XwWyGA/s1600/Scrappers%2Bv.%2BSouth%2BShore%2B080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqUmWKZOqI/AAAAAAAAA1U/n1_O6XwWyGA/s320/Scrappers%2Bv.%2BSouth%2BShore%2B080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555916476820044450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-4702246696025038502?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/4702246696025038502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=4702246696025038502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4702246696025038502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4702246696025038502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2010/12/other-way.html' title='The Other Way'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqRggUN7PI/AAAAAAAAA00/FvHPC4B7sm4/s72-c/Peggy%2527s%2BCove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-2053381269512367525</id><published>2010-12-28T21:08:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T21:34:38.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Virginia &amp; Tommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqLLAbU3wI/AAAAAAAAA0k/P9qEUCVp9_A/s1600/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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  &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Late  last year I received a Facebook message from my friend Virginia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; "I know  you knew this was coming, Terri, and I want you to be my wedding  photographer."&lt;br /&gt;Huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;Tommy and Virginia were high school  sweethearts, who reunited at another wedding I shot a few years back. On  July 31, 2010, they were married in Sydney, Cape Breton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I got the  chance to hang out with the boys first, which is not something I get to  do often, so I reveled in the opportunity and we had a lot of fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqK8oeaFkI/AAAAAAAAAzk/h6DsH36kbJs/s1600/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B3.jpg"&gt;  &lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqK8oeaFkI/AAAAAAAAAzk/h6DsH36kbJs/s320/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555905864576669250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to the hotel where the beautiful bride was preparing for her walk down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqK8RsoMnI/AAAAAAAAAzc/F-2LoLmT1EA/s1600/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqK8RsoMnI/AAAAAAAAAzc/F-2LoLmT1EA/s320/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555905858462298738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally to St. Joseph's Church for the ceremony. St. Joseph's is laid out differently than most churches in that it is wide as opposed to long. As a photographer, this makes me very happy because I am always close to the action, but easily out of the limelight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqLHbVAHTI/AAAAAAAAA0E/DrcCWF76dY0/s1600/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqLHbVAHTI/AAAAAAAAA0E/DrcCWF76dY0/s320/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555906050026118450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqLHMs4fWI/AAAAAAAAAz8/kLbjWJqcnyI/s1600/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqLHMs4fWI/AAAAAAAAAz8/kLbjWJqcnyI/s320/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555906046099750242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqK82H8iHI/AAAAAAAAAzs/JnWXHOlKiTU/s1600/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqK82H8iHI/AAAAAAAAAzs/JnWXHOlKiTU/s320/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555905868240554098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqK8K3rCcI/AAAAAAAAAzU/q-BsqjyuYaQ/s1600/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqK8K3rCcI/AAAAAAAAAzU/q-BsqjyuYaQ/s320/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555905856629574082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The parents had rented the new Mr. and Mrs. a convertible mustang for their drive to Catalone for photos. Naturally, they rocked it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqLHgudATI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Kr6pvKe5DV4/s1600/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqLHgudATI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Kr6pvKe5DV4/s320/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555906051475046706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqLLAbU3wI/AAAAAAAAA0k/P9qEUCVp9_A/s1600/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqLLAbU3wI/AAAAAAAAA0k/P9qEUCVp9_A/s320/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555906111524364034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this could be my favorite groom photo EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqLHkns39I/AAAAAAAAA0M/20wXTpUf3tw/s1600/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqLHkns39I/AAAAAAAAA0M/20wXTpUf3tw/s320/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555906052520468434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not much to see in Catalone. That is, unless you're a photographer! Naturally, as soon as the wedding party started crossing the bridge, along comes 7-8 cars wanting to pass over its one lane. We had cat calls of "Don't Do It!" and "Jump now while you still can!" and folks hopping out of their vehicles for pictures of the pictures. Most folks were good-natured in their wait and got a birds-eye view of this favorite of mine being created:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqLH-f8XLI/AAAAAAAAA0c/jb52nfm7GME/s1600/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqLH-f8XLI/AAAAAAAAA0c/jb52nfm7GME/s320/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555906059467250866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few good props are also useful for formal wedding photos. This hat was a souvenir from Tommy's bachelor party. The beer in their hands was the start of an evening I'm sure none of them will forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqLHbVAHTI/AAAAAAAAA0E/DrcCWF76dY0/s1600/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqK9Im5xfI/AAAAAAAAAz0/O48Il7USqAA/s1600/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqK9Im5xfI/AAAAAAAAAz0/O48Il7USqAA/s320/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555905873202234866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish all the best to Virginia and Tommy, and long and happy lives together. They are so well-suited to each other that I can not imagine any other possible outcome. Thanks so much for letting me be a part of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-2053381269512367525?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/2053381269512367525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=2053381269512367525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/2053381269512367525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/2053381269512367525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2010/12/virginia-tommy.html' title='Virginia &amp; Tommy'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TRqK8oeaFkI/AAAAAAAAAzk/h6DsH36kbJs/s72-c/Virginia%2Band%2BTommy%2B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-5056773264777372487</id><published>2010-09-25T11:11:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T15:38:14.139-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah and Michael</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I originally met Sarah when she co-starred as Maid of Honour at &lt;a href="http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/09/jillian-mark-wedding.html"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Jillian and Mark's wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. She and Jillian have been friends forever, so I had heard so much about her by this point, I was more than excited to shoot her big day as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls got ready for the ceremony at Sarah's parents' beautiful home in Clayton Park in Halifax. The whole family was there: younger sister Tessa helped with the make-up, brother Adam mowed the lawn for photos, and older sister Danielle kept everyone in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DOJGW0YI/AAAAAAAAAxY/pN_zh41Q1j4/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DOJGW0YI/AAAAAAAAAxY/pN_zh41Q1j4/s320/Sarah+and+Michael+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520853734698439042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The church was gorgeous, with just the right amount of light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DOTPNgMI/AAAAAAAAAxg/V34qOjkhqJU/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DOTPNgMI/AAAAAAAAAxg/V34qOjkhqJU/s320/Sarah+and+Michael+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520853737419931842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the bride, of course, was stunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DOsmcI4I/AAAAAAAAAxo/_f3_o_DD75o/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DOsmcI4I/AAAAAAAAAxo/_f3_o_DD75o/s320/Sarah+and+Michael+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520853744228246402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DO-SXZ2I/AAAAAAAAAxw/NVOy2bjxr6g/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DO-SXZ2I/AAAAAAAAAxw/NVOy2bjxr6g/s320/Sarah+and+Michael+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520853748975888226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was absolutely delighted to find the groom and his groomsmen wearing kilts. Also delightful was this little corner outside the church with a bush of the very flower that Sarah had chosen to decorate her ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DPmkX2wI/AAAAAAAAAx4/0BKt1pNxSqE/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DPmkX2wI/AAAAAAAAAx4/0BKt1pNxSqE/s320/Sarah+and+Michael+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520853759788833538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some fun with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4IRIEPAZI/AAAAAAAAAy4/SrukC9-Sdxk/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4IRIEPAZI/AAAAAAAAAy4/SrukC9-Sdxk/s320/Sarah+and+Michael+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520859283518849426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4IRrHAsdI/AAAAAAAAAzA/2dEFvgyBUfs/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4IRrHAsdI/AAAAAAAAAzA/2dEFvgyBUfs/s320/Sarah+and+Michael+14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520859292925735378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Instead of a limo, Sarah and Michael rented three hot-red Dodge Chargers to carry their wedding party around. Sarah was nervous about climbing onto the hood of the car, but I am so glad she did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DfOgbm7I/AAAAAAAAAyY/PYPffVEV8IA/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DfOgbm7I/AAAAAAAAAyY/PYPffVEV8IA/s320/Sarah+and+Michael+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520854028207758258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I loved her amazing full-length veil!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DfYOxlJI/AAAAAAAAAyg/y85iwk24mZc/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DfYOxlJI/AAAAAAAAAyg/y85iwk24mZc/s320/Sarah+and+Michael+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520854030818055314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Immediately upon leaving the church, Michael turned to Sarah for a high five.  It's the cutest thing ever when the bride and groom have a 'thing' that they do, so I was thrilled when they continued throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DOTPNgMI/AAAAAAAAAxg/V34qOjkhqJU/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DkKphbxI/AAAAAAAAAyo/xvAFdR-GXEg/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DkKphbxI/AAAAAAAAAyo/xvAFdR-GXEg/s320/Sarah+and+Michael+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520854113071492882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DfYOxlJI/AAAAAAAAAyg/y85iwk24mZc/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the photos at the park came a stroll on the Halifax waterfront. My original plan was to wait for some of these background folks to move along, but clearly that wasn't happening. Turns out, I think they add just a little more magic to the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DfOgbm7I/AAAAAAAAAyY/PYPffVEV8IA/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DfObVbGI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Zqh_2CUFHzI/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DfObVbGI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Zqh_2CUFHzI/s320/Sarah+and+Michael+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520854028186381410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4IQwJ0vrI/AAAAAAAAAyw/BFJ2A1ZYC9A/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4IQwJ0vrI/AAAAAAAAAyw/BFJ2A1ZYC9A/s320/Sarah+and+Michael+12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520859277099843250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then back out at night for a little mood lighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DdjwUw7I/AAAAAAAAAyA/kIRyKcrJxMo/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DdjwUw7I/AAAAAAAAAyA/kIRyKcrJxMo/s320/Sarah+and+Michael+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520853999551824818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is without hesitation that I declare Sarah and Michael's reception the best I have ever seen. The DJ opened with Michael Jackson's "Billie Jean", which is always guaranteed to get some feet hopping, and the dance floor didn't clear once all night. In this case, that included pretty much everyone, from Sarah's grandmother to this little breakdancing tyke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4Dd2ygl5I/AAAAAAAAAyI/VITltOsCVs0/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4Dd2ygl5I/AAAAAAAAAyI/VITltOsCVs0/s320/Sarah+and+Michael+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520854004661262226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With so many family and friends coming to Nova Scotia from "away" I hope Sarah and Michael's gang had as good a time as I did. Many wishes for many long, happy years for the two of you, and the best of luck in everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DOJGW0YI/AAAAAAAAAxY/pN_zh41Q1j4/s1600/Sarah+and+Michael+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-5056773264777372487?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/5056773264777372487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=5056773264777372487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5056773264777372487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5056773264777372487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2010/09/sarah-and-michael.html' title='Sarah and Michael'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ4DOJGW0YI/AAAAAAAAAxY/pN_zh41Q1j4/s72-c/Sarah+and+Michael+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-1617631481387617656</id><published>2010-09-25T10:20:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T10:39:15.260-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Jude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Back in June I was reunited with a friend who had moved away and now returned to the city: the ever-lovely Samantha. In Sam's time away, her life had changed pretty dramatically, including the birth of her first child, the equally as lovely Judah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now if you know me at all, you know that children aren't... let's say, my 'forte', but ironically, they are probably my very favorite subject to shoot. So when Sam asked if we could do a mom and son session, my insides tumbled on their little roller-coaster of emotion and then I said, "of course!" and set about crossing my fingers for a well-behaved baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I in for a treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33aGmZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/9eWH9Unv-_0/s1600/Judah+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33aGmZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/9eWH9Unv-_0/s320/Judah+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520840746046446306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ37LB3IJsI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/gtLtFkzqoS8/s1600/Judah+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ37LB3IJsI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/gtLtFkzqoS8/s320/Judah+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520844885122885314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33aS_YWMI/AAAAAAAAAwY/uJwSbmtsy24/s1600/Judah+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33aS_YWMI/AAAAAAAAAwY/uJwSbmtsy24/s320/Judah+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520840749372430530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33amrTNCI/AAAAAAAAAwg/Ic6OgdJ6nts/s1600/Judah+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33amrTNCI/AAAAAAAAAwg/Ic6OgdJ6nts/s320/Judah+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520840754656916514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As with any 8-month-old on a hot afternoon, there were moments when the waterworks threatened to burst onto the scene. I told myself I was prepared, but there was no need. At the first sign of distress, Sam would come to my aid with the opening line of "The Itsy Bitsy Spider" or the "Alphabet Song" and like magic, Judah's whole face would light up. It was absolutely amazing: I have never seen a connection like that between a child so young and a parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33qAI2NZI/AAAAAAAAAwo/C0sJaAuHzA8/s1600/Judah+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33qAI2NZI/AAAAAAAAAwo/C0sJaAuHzA8/s320/Judah+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520841019189769618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quick costume change and TA DA! Just-as-adorable 'Safari Judah'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33rWYjXiI/AAAAAAAAAxI/yu2F8QHaNss/s1600/Judah+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33rWYjXiI/AAAAAAAAAxI/yu2F8QHaNss/s320/Judah+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520841042341092898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33qRzZulI/AAAAAAAAAww/hwa2dHZoox4/s1600/Judah+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33qRzZulI/AAAAAAAAAww/hwa2dHZoox4/s320/Judah+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520841023931660882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But seriously, how could you not fall in love with a face like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33qyxMiEI/AAAAAAAAAw4/NLE0cccKG9U/s1600/Judah+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33qyxMiEI/AAAAAAAAAw4/NLE0cccKG9U/s320/Judah+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520841032780777538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or a cute little bum like this, for that matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33rWNc0ZI/AAAAAAAAAxA/8eKRPURhdsQ/s1600/Judah+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33rWNc0ZI/AAAAAAAAAxA/8eKRPURhdsQ/s320/Judah+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520841042294526354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the shoot feeling like it had ended way too soon. I am forever grateful to Samantha and Judah for the opportunity to share a little piece of their heaven with them. Hopefully we can do it again soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33Z39MCVI/AAAAAAAAAwI/iscyQaR8nSE/s1600/Judah+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33Z39MCVI/AAAAAAAAAwI/iscyQaR8nSE/s320/Judah+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520840742115477842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-1617631481387617656?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/1617631481387617656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=1617631481387617656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/1617631481387617656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/1617631481387617656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-jude.html' title='Hey Jude'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TJ33aGmZ2uI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/9eWH9Unv-_0/s72-c/Judah+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-1115842013330676016</id><published>2010-06-27T14:32:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T14:50:33.341-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Halifax</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This spring saw some incredibly summer-like days far earlier than we here in Nova Scotia are accustomed to. I, for one, saw an opportunity to break out the T1i and get in some practice time, and a good excuse to get out into the sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeNC2gz4mI/AAAAAAAAAvs/tWKGfjoqvfc/s1600/Halifax+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeNC2gz4mI/AAAAAAAAAvs/tWKGfjoqvfc/s320/Halifax+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487509751106626146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first stop was the waterfront on my lunch break from work. Apparently I wasn't the only one determined to soak up some rays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeLwJKvhHI/AAAAAAAAAuk/g4Vop_IU0_8/s1600/Halifax+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeLwJKvhHI/AAAAAAAAAuk/g4Vop_IU0_8/s320/Halifax+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487508330185196658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeLxJ7SRAI/AAAAAAAAAu8/v9HfuvpMaDk/s1600/Halifax+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeLxJ7SRAI/AAAAAAAAAu8/v9HfuvpMaDk/s320/Halifax+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487508347568669698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even the pigeons seemed just a little bit happier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeLw9-ZuMI/AAAAAAAAAu0/FDZx3rTGVf0/s1600/Halifax+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeLw9-ZuMI/AAAAAAAAAu0/FDZx3rTGVf0/s320/Halifax+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487508344360515778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some city scenery and the MacDonald Bridge that spans the harbour and connects Halifax with Dartmouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeL_BalJPI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Kenc-kk_4f8/s1600/Halifax+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeL_BalJPI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Kenc-kk_4f8/s320/Halifax+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487508585802179826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another warm and sunny day found me on Citadel Hill, because what would a post of Halifax be without some clock tower shots?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeLxfnpIjI/AAAAAAAAAvE/cZTpZ7f8Hzo/s1600/Halifax+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeLxfnpIjI/AAAAAAAAAvE/cZTpZ7f8Hzo/s320/Halifax+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487508353391862322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeL_S27UDI/AAAAAAAAAvU/d7WIqslz2zk/s1600/Halifax+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeL_S27UDI/AAAAAAAAAvU/d7WIqslz2zk/s320/Halifax+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487508590484475954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the city with the most pubs and bars per capita than any in Canada, you never know what you'll see on Barrington Street, especially on St. Patrick's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeL_mXft-I/AAAAAAAAAvc/BTt7GHra6co/s1600/Halifax+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeL_mXft-I/AAAAAAAAAvc/BTt7GHra6co/s320/Halifax+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487508595721353186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And, of course, there was a day at the skateboard park, because I can think of nowhere better to hone up on 'anticipating the moment' shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeL_ylQYkI/AAAAAAAAAvk/7Fev2AIUhoc/s1600/Halifax+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeL_ylQYkI/AAAAAAAAAvk/7Fev2AIUhoc/s320/Halifax+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487508599000293954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many thanks to these lovely locals who, some knowingly and some unknowingly, helped me enjoy doing my thing simply by doing theirs! Keep an eye on the folks around you; you never know if it might be me behind that Canon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-1115842013330676016?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/1115842013330676016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=1115842013330676016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/1115842013330676016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/1115842013330676016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2010/06/halifax.html' title='Halifax'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCeNC2gz4mI/AAAAAAAAAvs/tWKGfjoqvfc/s72-c/Halifax+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-5763250847579163762</id><published>2010-06-22T22:50:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T23:03:08.925-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Creative inspiration comes from everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;I was struck with this  one while walking through the grocery store, believe it or not. That's  where I found, on sale in the floral department for a measly seven  bucks, the brightest bouquet of daisies I had ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think the orange is my favorite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFp9cc0_5I/AAAAAAAAAuE/T_dp0D_Igvg/s1600/Bright+Flower+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFp9cc0_5I/AAAAAAAAAuE/T_dp0D_Igvg/s320/Bright+Flower+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485782325444018066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... or was it the blue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFp-vTvy3I/AAAAAAAAAuc/l8DfxOUx_4Q/s1600/Bright+Flower+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFp-vTvy3I/AAAAAAAAAuc/l8DfxOUx_4Q/s320/Bright+Flower+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485782347686071154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...pink was pretty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFp-JlP3VI/AAAAAAAAAuU/FIF_-lnp0Ak/s1600/Bright+Flower+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFp-JlP3VI/AAAAAAAAAuU/FIF_-lnp0Ak/s320/Bright+Flower+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485782337558928722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... but the green was SO COOL looking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFp9r0lHaI/AAAAAAAAAuM/cZSJlN3W-1Q/s1600/Bright+Flower+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFp9r0lHaI/AAAAAAAAAuM/cZSJlN3W-1Q/s320/Bright+Flower+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485782329570172322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These days, I just choose Option "E"... for all of the above. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-5763250847579163762?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/5763250847579163762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=5763250847579163762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5763250847579163762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5763250847579163762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2010/06/inspiration.html' title='Inspiration'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFp9cc0_5I/AAAAAAAAAuE/T_dp0D_Igvg/s72-c/Bright+Flower+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-8321586868436730570</id><published>2010-06-22T22:28:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T22:49:20.953-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In March, a beautiful fuschia potted daisy appeared on the desk of a co-worker. I fell hopelessly in love with it's size and color and, although it lasted for a good two weeks there in the office, I still felt the need to hang onto that incredible flower for just a little while longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFmacYdrDI/AAAAAAAAAt8/bH8uckFhKug/s1600/Audrey%27s+flower+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFmacYdrDI/AAAAAAAAAt8/bH8uckFhKug/s320/Audrey%27s+flower+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485778425595407410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-8321586868436730570?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/8321586868436730570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=8321586868436730570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/8321586868436730570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/8321586868436730570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2010/06/spring.html' title='Spring'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFmacYdrDI/AAAAAAAAAt8/bH8uckFhKug/s72-c/Audrey%27s+flower+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-906901924174335383</id><published>2010-06-22T21:33:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T22:27:56.794-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hola!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This  year's February sun mission brought us to Bahia Principe San Juan   in  Puerto Plata in the beautiful Dominican Republic. The weather was    actually too hot to leave the resort and fortunately, we had everything    we wanted right on site. When all else failed, the place was a  photographer's dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFfFMjXDsI/AAAAAAAAAtc/4YRCer4LfDg/s1600/Puerto+Plata+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFfFMjXDsI/AAAAAAAAAtc/4YRCer4LfDg/s320/Puerto+Plata+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485770363987496642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFeWC1_LUI/AAAAAAAAAs8/cerXV1Lksnk/s1600/Puerto+Plata+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFeWC1_LUI/AAAAAAAAAs8/cerXV1Lksnk/s320/Puerto+Plata+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485769553927417154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFdV3hYrYI/AAAAAAAAAsU/8TOYOw_zcoU/s1600/Puerto+Plata+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFdV3hYrYI/AAAAAAAAAsU/8TOYOw_zcoU/s320/Puerto+Plata+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485768451376590210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFg3w4YRcI/AAAAAAAAAts/i5nSyku7Ru4/s1600/Puerto+Plata+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFg3w4YRcI/AAAAAAAAAts/i5nSyku7Ru4/s320/Puerto+Plata+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485772332244420034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had read many complaints about the beach at this particular resort, but I had no problem with the warm ocean and sandy surf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFeW9-MApI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Up8BtAZkd0c/s1600/Puerto+Plata+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFeW9-MApI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Up8BtAZkd0c/s320/Puerto+Plata+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485769569799504530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFgX5BsJII/AAAAAAAAAtk/bxvNge9NAW8/s1600/Puerto+Plata+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFgX5BsJII/AAAAAAAAAtk/bxvNge9NAW8/s320/Puerto+Plata+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485771784675140738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even the drinks were photo-worthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFdVgavOUI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ANW7-N_0is0/s1600/Puerto+Plata+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFdVgavOUI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ANW7-N_0is0/s320/Puerto+Plata+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485768445174692162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFeXJ1ZQJI/AAAAAAAAAtU/1oyot9SAxzw/s1600/Puerto+Plata+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFeXJ1ZQJI/AAAAAAAAAtU/1oyot9SAxzw/s320/Puerto+Plata+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485769572983849106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And at night, the main gate was closed and the road blocked off for a street party, complete with bowtie-clad waiters and live entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFeUws6GLI/AAAAAAAAAs0/8SRqy5sl0vA/s1600/Puerto+Plata+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFeUws6GLI/AAAAAAAAAs0/8SRqy5sl0vA/s320/Puerto+Plata+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485769531877628082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFdW_JzlOI/AAAAAAAAAss/cW6u9Aot3JU/s1600/Puerto+Plata+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFdW_JzlOI/AAAAAAAAAss/cW6u9Aot3JU/s320/Puerto+Plata+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485768470605042914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, when the full day's sun and the drinks got the best of you, the main area of the resort was quiet and peaceful enough for a good night's sleep... so you could get up and do it all again the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFdWVdsWaI/AAAAAAAAAsk/yM07nhQmjgI/s1600/Puerto+Plata+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFdWVdsWaI/AAAAAAAAAsk/yM07nhQmjgI/s320/Puerto+Plata+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485768459414165922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-906901924174335383?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/906901924174335383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=906901924174335383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/906901924174335383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/906901924174335383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2010/06/hola.html' title='Hola!'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFfFMjXDsI/AAAAAAAAAtc/4YRCer4LfDg/s72-c/Puerto+Plata+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-3215358558100677741</id><published>2010-06-22T21:26:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T21:33:29.092-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow, have I ever been slack!&lt;br /&gt;With the new photo season underway, I think it's time for a catch-up! So, although it's a whole lot of late, what would a Christmas have been without a visit from &lt;a href="http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html"&gt;Simba-Claus&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFWKkhGDQI/AAAAAAAAAsE/-_ZiYlb49FE/s1600/Simba+Christmas+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFWKkhGDQI/AAAAAAAAAsE/-_ZiYlb49FE/s320/Simba+Christmas+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485760560715140354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-3215358558100677741?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/3215358558100677741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=3215358558100677741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/3215358558100677741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/3215358558100677741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2010/06/tis-season.html' title='Tis the Season?'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/TCFWKkhGDQI/AAAAAAAAAsE/-_ZiYlb49FE/s72-c/Simba+Christmas+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-5422418582074015291</id><published>2009-12-08T20:16:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:48:35.967-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Neal &amp; Amanda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wedding season ended early for me this year with the marriage of Neal and Amanda on September 5. I love love LOVE these two anyway, so being able to share their big day with them was huge for me. They're both shutterbugs themselves as well, so it was great to get some love from some folks who enjoy a good photo! I'd post every single one if I could... but I won't. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7sozHq5DI/AAAAAAAAAp0/KOBnJlQDb1g/s1600-h/Neal+and+Amanda+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7sozHq5DI/AAAAAAAAAp0/KOBnJlQDb1g/s320/Neal+and+Amanda+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413023987807216690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7spBChS5I/AAAAAAAAAp8/gLVDcgPVDKE/s1600-h/Neal+and+Amanda+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7spBChS5I/AAAAAAAAAp8/gLVDcgPVDKE/s320/Neal+and+Amanda+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413023991543712658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a cold and rainy summer this year, Amanda was worried about a back up plan for photos if we got rained out of the park they'd chosen. There was no need for worry; they had such beautiful indoor locations, we did some shooting inside anyway, despite the perfect wedding weather outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one is the lobby of the &lt;a href="http://www.countryinns.com/dartmouthns"&gt;Country Inn and Suites in Dartmouth&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7spD3juLI/AAAAAAAAAqE/CfV0rSQjQgw/s1600-h/Neal+and+Amanda+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7spD3juLI/AAAAAAAAAqE/CfV0rSQjQgw/s320/Neal+and+Amanda+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413023992303040690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7spfac4wI/AAAAAAAAAqM/YAiYXi9M04Q/s1600-h/Neal+and+Amanda+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7spfac4wI/AAAAAAAAAqM/YAiYXi9M04Q/s320/Neal+and+Amanda+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413023999697150722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They were married at the chapel at Stadacona, CFB Halifax, which boast stained glass artwork depicting the Battle of the Atlantic that allows for beautiful soft, natural light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7s2nL0-7I/AAAAAAAAAqc/B_dEBbsM5B4/s1600-h/Neal+and+Amanda+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7s2nL0-7I/AAAAAAAAAqc/B_dEBbsM5B4/s320/Neal+and+Amanda+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413024225121598386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7sposyHqI/AAAAAAAAAqU/H8vwPzTypto/s1600-h/Neal+and+Amanda+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7sposyHqI/AAAAAAAAAqU/H8vwPzTypto/s320/Neal+and+Amanda+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413024002189958818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was very important to Amanda to have her nieces in her ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7s2zvA3wI/AAAAAAAAAqk/tKfUmD0AvYI/s1600-h/Neal+and+Amanda+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7s2zvA3wI/AAAAAAAAAqk/tKfUmD0AvYI/s320/Neal+and+Amanda+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413024228490403586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the rehearsal the day before the wedding, Neal took me aside and said there was something I had to see. We walked through a door behind the altar at the chapel and into a small non-denominational 'celebration room'. And celebrate I did! The stained glass was beautiful and the intimate setting made for the perfect hideaway for just me and the bride and groom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7s3YCBkbI/AAAAAAAAAq0/py9PLc0KLb8/s1600-h/Neal+and+Amanda+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7s3YCBkbI/AAAAAAAAAq0/py9PLc0KLb8/s320/Neal+and+Amanda+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413024238233817522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7s3zzXvKI/AAAAAAAAAq8/yTfAS2xAxFA/s1600-h/Neal+and+Amanda+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7s3zzXvKI/AAAAAAAAAq8/yTfAS2xAxFA/s320/Neal+and+Amanda+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413024245688548514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In true Nova Scotian fashion, Amanda was piped down the aisle by a charming bagpiper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7s3Hc8oTI/AAAAAAAAAqs/3abQ822Udqw/s1600-h/Neal+and+Amanda+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7s3Hc8oTI/AAAAAAAAAqs/3abQ822Udqw/s320/Neal+and+Amanda+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413024233783337266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also in true Nova Scotia fashion.... (I've always wanted someone to do this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7tHElPIJI/AAAAAAAAArE/_pRcNSi32Yw/s1600-h/Neal+and+Amanda+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7tHElPIJI/AAAAAAAAArE/_pRcNSi32Yw/s320/Neal+and+Amanda+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413024507890704530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our next stop was Sullivan's Pond in Dartmouth, which came complete with gazebo, mid-pond fountain, and beautiful walkways. We took a tonne of pictures there, but I really like the framing of this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7tHAa0jBI/AAAAAAAAArM/dpxnuDR7CPY/s1600-h/Neal+and+Amanda+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7tHAa0jBI/AAAAAAAAArM/dpxnuDR7CPY/s320/Neal+and+Amanda+12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413024506773277714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Amanda, her sister/maid of honor Sherri, Neal, and his best man Brian pull off the rock star look like... well, ROCK STARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7zncLOufI/AAAAAAAAAr0/2uldfMlDuNg/s1600-h/Neal+and+Amanda+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7zncLOufI/AAAAAAAAAr0/2uldfMlDuNg/s320/Neal+and+Amanda+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413031661049657842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sister love &lt;3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7tM8m3rYI/AAAAAAAAArs/rUFH-1Hedqk/s1600-h/Neal+and+Amanda+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7tM8m3rYI/AAAAAAAAArs/rUFH-1Hedqk/s320/Neal+and+Amanda+16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413024608829287810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the park, we headed to the local legion for a fine dinner and reception.  As the sun started to set, Amanda lead me outside to this delightful lake, mere feet from the back entrance. It came complete with picturesque fishermen for background charm to make the shots perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7tH8J7KxI/AAAAAAAAArk/v4fdV_JcRV8/s1600-h/Neal+and+Amanda+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7tH8J7KxI/AAAAAAAAArk/v4fdV_JcRV8/s320/Neal+and+Amanda+15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413024522808535826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7tHu3Y8oI/AAAAAAAAArc/kov6PsPq_pg/s1600-h/Neal+and+Amanda+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7tHu3Y8oI/AAAAAAAAArc/kov6PsPq_pg/s320/Neal+and+Amanda+14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413024519241134722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can honestly say I have never seen two people so ridiculously happy. Nor have I seen two that deserve it more. Next stop: Rock the Dress?????  I love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-5422418582074015291?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/5422418582074015291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=5422418582074015291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5422418582074015291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5422418582074015291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2009/12/neal-amanda.html' title='Neal &amp; Amanda'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sx7sozHq5DI/AAAAAAAAAp0/KOBnJlQDb1g/s72-c/Neal+and+Amanda+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-4262605273363785228</id><published>2009-10-27T19:05:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:42:56.810-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeannine &amp; Steve</title><content type='html'>Jeannine and Steve's wedding on August 1 was the first wedding I've ever done where I didn't know anybody: not the bride, not the groom, not the wedding party, not a single guest. I thought that would make me more nervous, but everyone seemed so relaxed, it was hard not to fall right into step!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And speaking of step...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudwBaKynjI/AAAAAAAAApQ/TDvg-xJHpU0/s1600-h/Jeannine+and+Steve+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudwBaKynjI/AAAAAAAAApQ/TDvg-xJHpU0/s320/Jeannine+and+Steve+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397405847933591090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my own little secrets about this wedding was my back-up camera. I shot the ceremony mainly with my DiMage A2, which had become like an extension of my body after all the shooting I've done with it. For the posed shots, however, when I had a bit of time to think, I broke out the T1i, which I casually didn't mention I'd only bought days before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sudvx6_BxJI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/81Gi4eLpPbE/s1600-h/Jeannine+and+Steve+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sudvx6_BxJI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/81Gi4eLpPbE/s320/Jeannine+and+Steve+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397405581864715410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeannine was walked down the aisle by her beautiful mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudvyAiSmrI/AAAAAAAAAoY/2SuVaQTUbPI/s1600-h/Jeannine+and+Steve+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudvyAiSmrI/AAAAAAAAAoY/2SuVaQTUbPI/s320/Jeannine+and+Steve+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397405583354796722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Steve seemed very happy to see them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudwBlz2qfI/AAAAAAAAApY/AnYXIhJgKKg/s1600-h/Jeannine+and+Steve+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudwBlz2qfI/AAAAAAAAApY/AnYXIhJgKKg/s320/Jeannine+and+Steve+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397405851058612722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The chapel was tiny and intimate, and the altar was lit by a huge window and a few well-placed ceiling lights. Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudvyivEvTI/AAAAAAAAAoo/zhEOykHYNWI/s1600-h/Jeannine+and+Steve+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudvyivEvTI/AAAAAAAAAoo/zhEOykHYNWI/s320/Jeannine+and+Steve+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397405592535219506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After some limousine mechanical setbacks and a minor broken glass incident, we found ourselves at &lt;a href="http://www.halifax.ca/publicgardens/index.html"&gt;Halifax's beautiful Public Gardens&lt;/a&gt; for some fun and formal shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudvyS4HZrI/AAAAAAAAAog/ltl1aMkxobo/s1600-h/Jeannine+and+Steve+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudvyS4HZrI/AAAAAAAAAog/ltl1aMkxobo/s320/Jeannine+and+Steve+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397405588278175410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudwA6GkeSI/AAAAAAAAAo4/eY6HGV18G2U/s1600-h/Jeannine+and+Steve+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudwA6GkeSI/AAAAAAAAAo4/eY6HGV18G2U/s320/Jeannine+and+Steve+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397405839325952290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudwBOuyASI/AAAAAAAAApA/MI_E5mIo8NY/s1600-h/Jeannine+and+Steve+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudwBOuyASI/AAAAAAAAApA/MI_E5mIo8NY/s320/Jeannine+and+Steve+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397405844863320354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jeannine wanted a shot with all of her nieces and nephews. I thought, "oh boy, a bunch of teenagers? This is going to be trouble" but told them all to pile up around this huge tree.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, this is exactly where they stood. I didn't have to move a single body, or pose a single limb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudvyiGEq9I/AAAAAAAAAow/QDzKHwCXxXY/s1600-h/Jeannine+and+Steve+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudvyiGEq9I/AAAAAAAAAow/QDzKHwCXxXY/s320/Jeannine+and+Steve+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397405592363248594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love, love, LOVE this one of Jeannine and her girls, who were all about swinging on lamp posts and striking catwalk poses for me in the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sud1jNo2AzI/AAAAAAAAApo/YGCQ0lxz0fk/s1600-h/Jeannine+and+Steve+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sud1jNo2AzI/AAAAAAAAApo/YGCQ0lxz0fk/s320/Jeannine+and+Steve+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397411926243672882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The drive from the park to the waterfront where the reception was to be held brought another pleasant surprise. I had completely forgotten that August 1 is a civic holiday in Halifax.... a civic holiday with FIREWORKS.&lt;br /&gt;I probably came near to causing an accident when the radio announcer broadcast his reminder. I couldn't wait to get to the new mister and missus and beg and plead with them to PLEASE let me get some fireworks shots!!! Fortunately, they were all for it and there was no embarrassing begging needed. What a fantastic way to end a night... and kick off a whole new beginning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudwBO7XjkI/AAAAAAAAApI/gubxAuI5Lqo/s1600-h/Jeannine+and+Steve+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudwBO7XjkI/AAAAAAAAApI/gubxAuI5Lqo/s320/Jeannine+and+Steve+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397405844916112962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much Jeannine and Steve for letting me be such a big part of your special day! All the best for many long years of happiness to come. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-4262605273363785228?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/4262605273363785228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=4262605273363785228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4262605273363785228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4262605273363785228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2009/10/jeannine-steve.html' title='Jeannine &amp; Steve'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SudwBaKynjI/AAAAAAAAApQ/TDvg-xJHpU0/s72-c/Jeannine+and+Steve+9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-1909629197995676797</id><published>2009-08-31T22:25:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:52:59.426-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Alberta 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For vacation this year, we skipped the camping trip to Cape Breton and headed across the country to Alberta to visit family and take in some sights. I had heard of the beauty of the Rockies and the Prairies and couldn't wait to get a handle on my new Canon T1i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was not disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sheep River Falls was one of our first stops. "Just a teaser," my cousin told me.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4uCKRd9I/AAAAAAAAAnY/QKnWU4JWEHs/s1600-h/Alberta+2009+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4uCKRd9I/AAAAAAAAAnY/QKnWU4JWEHs/s320/Alberta+2009+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376304787422803922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you wait patiently enough in Alberta, someone will drive into your photo on their John Deere at just the right angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx41bF1IeI/AAAAAAAAAn4/6AzGgDVjJO0/s1600-h/Alberta+2009+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx41bF1IeI/AAAAAAAAAn4/6AzGgDVjJO0/s320/Alberta+2009+14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376304914374140386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somewhere near Longview, Alberta.&lt;br /&gt;No one had an answer for me on this one, but I thought it was fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4tUScDdI/AAAAAAAAAnI/PPb4vXxTzzs/s1600-h/Alberta+2009+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4tUScDdI/AAAAAAAAAnI/PPb4vXxTzzs/s320/Alberta+2009+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376304775109021138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okotoks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4jw5yyTI/AAAAAAAAAmY/rP_UXAnBScw/s1600-h/Alberta+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4jw5yyTI/AAAAAAAAAmY/rP_UXAnBScw/s320/Alberta+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376304610991589682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boundary Ranch where we went horseback riding into the mountains. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.insideoutexperience.com/"&gt;Inside Out Experience&lt;/a&gt; for a great day trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4szmX-7I/AAAAAAAAAnA/M5TPvBPUAsc/s1600-h/Alberta+2009+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4szmX-7I/AAAAAAAAAnA/M5TPvBPUAsc/s320/Alberta+2009+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376304766334270386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not even joking. These little dudes picked the most picturesque spot on the Kananaskis to chow on some grass on the side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx69oHi1YI/AAAAAAAAAoA/RjEOVSlIQEA/s1600-h/Alberta+2009+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx69oHi1YI/AAAAAAAAAoA/RjEOVSlIQEA/s320/Alberta+2009+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376307254333199746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The hoodoos at Horseshoe Canyon just outside of Drumheller. Heh... hoodoos... I didn't even make that word up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx7fq7e9II/AAAAAAAAAoI/Vmuj-iAQhxQ/s1600-h/Alberta+2009+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 35px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx7fq7e9II/AAAAAAAAAoI/Vmuj-iAQhxQ/s320/Alberta+2009+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376307839203472514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Banff National Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4lc-ZjEI/AAAAAAAAAmw/f8ezyWAJK9s/s1600-h/Alberta+2009+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4lc-ZjEI/AAAAAAAAAmw/f8ezyWAJK9s/s320/Alberta+2009+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376304640001936450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4kcWbf5I/AAAAAAAAAmg/9SzlCzmmX4s/s1600-h/Alberta+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4kcWbf5I/AAAAAAAAAmg/9SzlCzmmX4s/s320/Alberta+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376304622654422930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Patriotism at the top of the Banff Gondola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx400Xp1GI/AAAAAAAAAnw/9NUspCnsXlo/s1600-h/Alberta+2009+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx400Xp1GI/AAAAAAAAAnw/9NUspCnsXlo/s320/Alberta+2009+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376304903979914338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stunning Lake Louise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4kxDFB7I/AAAAAAAAAmo/MANLL-te9M0/s1600-h/Alberta+2009+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4kxDFB7I/AAAAAAAAAmo/MANLL-te9M0/s320/Alberta+2009+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376304628210403250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this beauty was somewhere between Crowsnest Pass and the British Columbia border. I couldn't have specially ordered a more perfect train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4t4-9nvI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/X57N2XRxca0/s1600-h/Alberta+2009+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4t4-9nvI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/X57N2XRxca0/s320/Alberta+2009+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376304784959446770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent one day at the Calgary Zoo. This tiny little fellow, called a Cotton-Top Tamarin, won my vote for cutest creature EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx40k7saHI/AAAAAAAAAno/SQ_RA4kytO4/s1600-h/Alberta+2009+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx40k7saHI/AAAAAAAAAno/SQ_RA4kytO4/s320/Alberta+2009+12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376304899836110962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see no better way to send ourselves back east than to witness the splendor of &lt;a href="http://www.globalfest.ca/"&gt;Globalfest&lt;/a&gt; and it's international fireworks competition. China's display was a fitting end on our last full night in the west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4jnIYzQI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/MQICl4HfDX4/s1600-h/Alberta+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4jnIYzQI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/MQICl4HfDX4/s320/Alberta+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376304608368446722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many thanks to the Quinns for letting us take over their little piece of heaven for a week, and especially to Stacey for being the best cousin and tour guide a girl could ask for! Can't wait until next time: it can't come soon enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-1909629197995676797?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/1909629197995676797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=1909629197995676797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/1909629197995676797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/1909629197995676797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2009/08/alberta-2009.html' title='Alberta 2009'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spx4uCKRd9I/AAAAAAAAAnY/QKnWU4JWEHs/s72-c/Alberta+2009+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-2173298963638647781</id><published>2009-08-29T20:52:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:38:16.158-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean &amp; Andre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not too many weddings I've shot come with a title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sean and Andre, however, appropriately named theirs "The Big Gay Wedding" and it caught on like wildfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spm_cLk0GPI/AAAAAAAAAlY/3NxY2CY9uRQ/s1600-h/Sean+and+Andre+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spm_cLk0GPI/AAAAAAAAAlY/3NxY2CY9uRQ/s320/Sean+and+Andre+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375538121107839218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spm_bnHuTbI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/m682HoDb5l0/s1600-h/Sean+and+Andre+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spm_bnHuTbI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/m682HoDb5l0/s320/Sean+and+Andre+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375538111322148274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their guests came from far and wide to help celebrate. Sean's family, including his 87-year-old grandmother, joined them from England. There were guests from Australia, China, and all across Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SpnCFgM5ocI/AAAAAAAAAlg/hT9cT7fSV5E/s1600-h/Sean+and+Andre+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SpnCFgM5ocI/AAAAAAAAAlg/hT9cT7fSV5E/s320/Sean+and+Andre+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375541030042575298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The wedding itself was beautiful, and the reception, which was held at Halifax's historic &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pier_21"&gt;Pier 21&lt;/a&gt;, was an event in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spm_bHyGsJI/AAAAAAAAAlI/uTKOSHBs95M/s1600-h/Sean+and+Andre+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spm_bHyGsJI/AAAAAAAAAlI/uTKOSHBs95M/s320/Sean+and+Andre+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375538102909972626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were a few tears....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SpnEL_ICoVI/AAAAAAAAAlo/CSCBjZUznxk/s1600-h/Sean+and+Andre+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SpnEL_ICoVI/AAAAAAAAAlo/CSCBjZUznxk/s320/Sean+and+Andre+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375543340446163282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...some new friendships...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SpnGcb9Vw6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/VMCveIIOrZo/s1600-h/Sean+and+Andre+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SpnGcb9Vw6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/VMCveIIOrZo/s320/Sean+and+Andre+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375545822087070626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and a lot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SpnGdHyElmI/AAAAAAAAAmA/a3RM1OL8mMo/s1600-h/Sean+and+Andre+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SpnGdHyElmI/AAAAAAAAAmA/a3RM1OL8mMo/s320/Sean+and+Andre+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375545833850967650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A lot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SpnGcrDpjlI/AAAAAAAAAl4/BClogk1iQ1c/s1600-h/Sean+and+Andre+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SpnGcrDpjlI/AAAAAAAAAl4/BClogk1iQ1c/s320/Sean+and+Andre+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375545826140065362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LOT&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SpnHegB40FI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Z052CJUdmp8/s1600-h/Sean+and+Andre+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SpnHegB40FI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Z052CJUdmp8/s320/Sean+and+Andre+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375546957051252818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of dancing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SpnGcb9Vw6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/VMCveIIOrZo/s1600-h/Sean+and+Andre+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a more serious note, Sean and Andre did not get to this point without fighting many battles that most of us do not have to face. I have a friend who has been with his partner for almost as long as I have been alive, yet they can not be recognized legally as spouses. Without getting political, that seems a little sad to me, especially having watched Sean and Andre gather with their family and friends to celebrate the beautiful union they have created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday EVERYONE will be able to marry the one they love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spm_a1Ar3wI/AAAAAAAAAlA/NMWglUkakgw/s1600-h/Sean+and+Andre+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spm_a1Ar3wI/AAAAAAAAAlA/NMWglUkakgw/s320/Sean+and+Andre+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375538097870855938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-2173298963638647781?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/2173298963638647781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=2173298963638647781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/2173298963638647781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/2173298963638647781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2009/08/sean-andre.html' title='Sean &amp; Andre'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Spm_cLk0GPI/AAAAAAAAAlY/3NxY2CY9uRQ/s72-c/Sean+and+Andre+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-912802203329478493</id><published>2009-07-09T18:51:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:21:17.195-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Music to my Eyes</title><content type='html'>In the winter of 2006, The GooGoo Dolls rocked Halifax. The show was amazing, leaving my heart pounding, my ears ringing, and my shutter finger itchy. The variable lighting, the air of excitement, and the insatiable need to get just a little bit closer all combined to give me the challenge of capturing that perfect moment, without the stress that comes with knowing someone is waiting on the other end to see what I was able to come up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, indeed, my concert pics are all for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlZqyAUj_5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/rQh1qB6sb4A/s1600-h/Idol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlZqyAUj_5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/rQh1qB6sb4A/s320/Idol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356586214116032402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daughtry opened for Nickelback on Citadel Hill on the Canada Day weekend in 2007. I had seen Nickelback a few times already, so Chris was the lead act for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlZp6359lyI/AAAAAAAAAkw/u-53TUkzwXg/s1600-h/What+I+Came+For.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlZp6359lyI/AAAAAAAAAkw/u-53TUkzwXg/s320/What+I+Came+For.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356585266964174626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Three weeks later, we took a road trip that culminated in Charlottetown, PEI, in the middle of a muddy field, surrounded by thousands of rain-soaked rock fans, and about 100 feet from Steve Tyler and Aerosmith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlZmyme-vYI/AAAAAAAAAkA/zCJTHCPS9C4/s1600-h/Aerosmith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlZmyme-vYI/AAAAAAAAAkA/zCJTHCPS9C4/s320/Aerosmith.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356581826313764226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Labour Day weekend of the same year saw me satisfying my inner country girl with Tim McGraw and Faith Hill on Magnetic Hill in Moncton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlZm8ridY_I/AAAAAAAAAko/k_oys6N-kqA/s1600-h/Soul2Soul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlZm8ridY_I/AAAAAAAAAko/k_oys6N-kqA/s320/Soul2Soul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356581999469224946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But my personal favorite thus far came just this year, back on Magnetic Hill on June 27, when Bon Jovi blew us all out of the water with two straight hours celebrating his 27 years in the music business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlZmzeU3vAI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/tw7JlPJE80M/s1600-h/BonJovi+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlZmzeU3vAI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/tw7JlPJE80M/s320/BonJovi+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356581841303747586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are all kinds of crazy concerts going on this summer in Atlantic Canada. This very weekend will see Sir Paul McCartney performing his only North American tour date right here in our beautiful city.  Seven days later, Gene Simmons and the legendary Kiss take their spot on our stage. August will see Our Lady Peace, Chickenfoot, Finger 11, and others in front of my lens. Daughtry has been to PEI, and ACDC will touch base in Moncton. I unfortunately won't get to see most of them. My Saturdays are filled with weddings and vacation visits. But you can rest assured, I'll be sharpening my elbows and fighting my way into viewing distance for at least one more this year, and anyone reading will get to share my front row seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-912802203329478493?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/912802203329478493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=912802203329478493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/912802203329478493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/912802203329478493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2009/07/music-to-my-eyes.html' title='Music to my Eyes'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlZqyAUj_5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/rQh1qB6sb4A/s72-c/Idol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-5289552757975031093</id><published>2009-07-08T18:54:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:14:56.790-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanda: Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;June 25 found me back in Cape Breton to witness a moment of family triumph. My sister, the youngest of the three of us, graduated high school. I was absolutely in love with her prom dress, and her date, D.J., whom I had not previously met, was Prince Charming through and through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlUXHXCqm6I/AAAAAAAAAjY/jQHDVtK7epU/s1600-h/Amanda+Prom+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlUXHXCqm6I/AAAAAAAAAjY/jQHDVtK7epU/s320/Amanda+Prom+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356212747038792610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlUYuLLSdCI/AAAAAAAAAj4/mHER-lz34Xk/s1600-h/Amanda+Prom+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlUYuLLSdCI/AAAAAAAAAj4/mHER-lz34Xk/s320/Amanda+Prom+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356214513380258850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlUXH2at6ZI/AAAAAAAAAjo/byOHWbINCcw/s1600-h/Amanda+Prom+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The poor girl's cheeks must have been sore from smiling for so many cameras. But we did get this priceless number out of her when she was reminded that she'd never EVER have to step foot in a classroom if she didn't choose to again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlUXH2at6ZI/AAAAAAAAAjo/byOHWbINCcw/s1600-h/Amanda+Prom+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlUXH2at6ZI/AAAAAAAAAjo/byOHWbINCcw/s320/Amanda+Prom+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356212755461171602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlUXIIKUYMI/AAAAAAAAAjw/T0MbH3CtsnE/s1600-h/Amanda+Prom+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlUXIIKUYMI/AAAAAAAAAjw/T0MbH3CtsnE/s320/Amanda+Prom+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356212760224227522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've said it before and I'll say it again: Congratulations, Amanda! And to all of the graduating class of 2009, the world is in YOUR hands. Change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-5289552757975031093?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/5289552757975031093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=5289552757975031093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5289552757975031093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5289552757975031093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2009/07/amanda-graduation.html' title='Amanda: Graduation'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SlUXHXCqm6I/AAAAAAAAAjY/jQHDVtK7epU/s72-c/Amanda+Prom+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-6082715524677056512</id><published>2009-06-23T22:25:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:58:21.801-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. and Mrs. Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Karen and James met online.&lt;br /&gt;There were no online dating services, no impersonal chat rooms.&lt;br /&gt;There was no need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Karen and James are gamers, and their game of choice runs parallel with my own: World of Warcraft. Their first face to face meeting, in fact, was in the line up at FutureShop to purchase the lastest expansion pack in November of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;Less than a year later, on June 20, 2009, Karen and James became Mr. and Mrs. Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SkGFknq80TI/AAAAAAAAAio/3WcnxRdtcLQ/s1600-h/Karen+and+James+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SkGFknq80TI/AAAAAAAAAio/3WcnxRdtcLQ/s320/Karen+and+James+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350704696463774002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at the look on her face!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SkGF5BLlrDI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ycJXH2wC5Zk/s1600-h/Karen+and+James+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SkGF5BLlrDI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ycJXH2wC5Zk/s320/Karen+and+James+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350705046908939314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SkGF4z_a_xI/AAAAAAAAAjI/I7_XBvb_B0w/s1600-h/Karen+and+James+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SkGF4z_a_xI/AAAAAAAAAjI/I7_XBvb_B0w/s320/Karen+and+James+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350705043368247058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's not exactly upset about the whole thing either I don't think. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SkGFk0gy3BI/AAAAAAAAAiw/x2WbWF6pbHg/s1600-h/Karen+and+James+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SkGFk0gy3BI/AAAAAAAAAiw/x2WbWF6pbHg/s320/Karen+and+James+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350704699910839314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SkGFkVH4XFI/AAAAAAAAAig/78oliBki14E/s1600-h/Karen+and+James+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SkGFkVH4XFI/AAAAAAAAAig/78oliBki14E/s320/Karen+and+James+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350704691484843090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love love LOVE this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SkGFkfvlMpI/AAAAAAAAAiY/xijewD8x41A/s1600-h/Karen+and+James+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SkGFkfvlMpI/AAAAAAAAAiY/xijewD8x41A/s320/Karen+and+James+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350704694335713938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this one gets a few votes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SkGF4tB859I/AAAAAAAAAjA/dRq1OMijerE/s1600-h/Karen+and+James+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SkGF4tB859I/AAAAAAAAAjA/dRq1OMijerE/s320/Karen+and+James+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350705041499809746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the best to Karen and James for many MANY years of happiness together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the meantime, it's raid time: I'm out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-6082715524677056512?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/6082715524677056512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=6082715524677056512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/6082715524677056512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/6082715524677056512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2009/06/mr-and-mrs-smith.html' title='Mr. and Mrs. Smith'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SkGFknq80TI/AAAAAAAAAio/3WcnxRdtcLQ/s72-c/Karen+and+James+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-3554880167599889193</id><published>2009-06-19T17:50:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T18:00:21.151-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tattoo</title><content type='html'>During my adventures with Lamar and Ashley, it came up that Lamar is a tattoo artist on the side. In a well-timed coincidence, my husband was on the market for a new tattoo. We got together on Wednesday night and hubby surrendered his forearm for the advancement of art. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sjv6vkfP4xI/AAAAAAAAAh4/_ceRZ42o7rM/s1600-h/Tattoo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sjv6vkfP4xI/AAAAAAAAAh4/_ceRZ42o7rM/s320/Tattoo+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349144677588132626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sjv6vmfSABI/AAAAAAAAAiA/ZJ9fyV5Lhd0/s1600-h/tattoo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sjv6vmfSABI/AAAAAAAAAiA/ZJ9fyV5Lhd0/s320/tattoo+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349144678125142034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Jazzy the dog thought the whole process was just a little exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sjv6vwdaf8I/AAAAAAAAAiI/VT-SGOiPZWw/s1600-h/tattoo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sjv6vwdaf8I/AAAAAAAAAiI/VT-SGOiPZWw/s320/tattoo+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349144680801664962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But the final product was well worth it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sjv749z8FQI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/HF_wBONdEzg/s1600-h/tattoo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sjv749z8FQI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/HF_wBONdEzg/s320/tattoo+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349145938516251906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-3554880167599889193?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/3554880167599889193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=3554880167599889193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/3554880167599889193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/3554880167599889193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2009/06/tattoo.html' title='Tattoo'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/Sjv6vkfP4xI/AAAAAAAAAh4/_ceRZ42o7rM/s72-c/Tattoo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-1949695088131285070</id><published>2009-05-31T12:49:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:20:30.011-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashley &amp; Lamar: Reception</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/08/lamar-ashley.html"&gt;Ashley and Lamar&lt;/a&gt; got married in April in Punta Cana, Dominican Republic. I was unable to join them, however, they invited me to shoot their wedding reception once they were back home, and of course, have a little fun beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKn5in8P6I/AAAAAAAAAgA/RVyXsmLGg9o/s1600-h/Lamar+and+Ashley+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKn5in8P6I/AAAAAAAAAgA/RVyXsmLGg9o/s320/Lamar+and+Ashley+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342016715003543458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKoZQL9UiI/AAAAAAAAAgo/KHmPB3qBEII/s1600-h/Lamar+and+Ashley+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKoZQL9UiI/AAAAAAAAAgo/KHmPB3qBEII/s320/Lamar+and+Ashley+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342017259810148898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Allow me this brief moment of unprofessionalism to say...&lt;br /&gt;um..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. HOTTIES MUCH?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKn5L0KKxI/AAAAAAAAAfw/2boU2S9-n6M/s1600-h/Lamar+and+Ashley+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKn5L0KKxI/AAAAAAAAAfw/2boU2S9-n6M/s320/Lamar+and+Ashley+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342016708880771858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKoZtXBhhI/AAAAAAAAAg4/zKjBbT5aMoI/s1600-h/Lamar+and+Ashley+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKoZtXBhhI/AAAAAAAAAg4/zKjBbT5aMoI/s320/Lamar+and+Ashley+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342017267641189906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and sooooo in love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKoZvSeZ4I/AAAAAAAAAgw/pM1KkuFtOMw/s1600-h/Lamar+and+Ashley+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKoZvSeZ4I/AAAAAAAAAgw/pM1KkuFtOMw/s320/Lamar+and+Ashley+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342017268158982018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKoZFrnjsI/AAAAAAAAAgg/ZCTYJsNbxGk/s1600-h/Lamar+and+Ashley+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKoZFrnjsI/AAAAAAAAAgg/ZCTYJsNbxGk/s320/Lamar+and+Ashley+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342017256990150338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKoZOGEUbI/AAAAAAAAAgY/1vnYaY17iCo/s1600-h/Lamar+and+Ashley+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKoZOGEUbI/AAAAAAAAAgY/1vnYaY17iCo/s320/Lamar+and+Ashley+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342017259248570802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKn5bJTmVI/AAAAAAAAAf4/pJ1VWCJ4760/s1600-h/Lamar+and+Ashley+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKn5bJTmVI/AAAAAAAAAf4/pJ1VWCJ4760/s320/Lamar+and+Ashley+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342016712996002130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKn6DzTKJI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q1sKKddGT20/s1600-h/Lamar+and+Ashley+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKn6DzTKJI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q1sKKddGT20/s320/Lamar+and+Ashley+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342016723909552274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we got to the reception where I found out just where they get their super-hottieness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKpsgIFCNI/AAAAAAAAAhY/IxbmHF0AYr8/s1600-h/Lamar+and+Ashley+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKpsgIFCNI/AAAAAAAAAhY/IxbmHF0AYr8/s320/Lamar+and+Ashley+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342018690017986770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKpsNFlpPI/AAAAAAAAAhA/-o_30Jvprbg/s1600-h/Lamar+and+Ashley+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKpsNFlpPI/AAAAAAAAAhA/-o_30Jvprbg/s320/Lamar+and+Ashley+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342018684907267314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and that their friends and family are just as much fun as they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKpsqzXdZI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/dBSyoH6Ku8o/s1600-h/Lamar+and+Ashley+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKpsqzXdZI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/dBSyoH6Ku8o/s320/Lamar+and+Ashley+12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342018692883903890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKs18KLmnI/AAAAAAAAAhw/PPvaiB0nPlU/s1600-h/Lamar+and+Ashley+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKs18KLmnI/AAAAAAAAAhw/PPvaiB0nPlU/s320/Lamar+and+Ashley+16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342022150696704626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKpsRutDkI/AAAAAAAAAhI/qaI9r-vBxgU/s1600-h/Lamar+and+Ashley+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKpsRutDkI/AAAAAAAAAhI/qaI9r-vBxgU/s320/Lamar+and+Ashley+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342018686153461314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKs1eC2jII/AAAAAAAAAhg/K5wr9xpIpY8/s1600-h/Lamar+and+Ashley+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKs1eC2jII/AAAAAAAAAhg/K5wr9xpIpY8/s320/Lamar+and+Ashley+14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342022142612900994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also unofficially determined that we will be starting every wedding season with a shoot with these two lovelies. I have it in writing... if a Facebook wall message counts. Either way, I think this last one about sums up how I feel about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKs1gWC-uI/AAAAAAAAAho/LW2lg0FGosQ/s1600-h/Lamar+and+Ashley+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKs1gWC-uI/AAAAAAAAAho/LW2lg0FGosQ/s320/Lamar+and+Ashley+15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342022143230278370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKn5in8P6I/AAAAAAAAAgA/RVyXsmLGg9o/s1600-h/Lamar+and+Ashley+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-1949695088131285070?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/1949695088131285070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=1949695088131285070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/1949695088131285070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/1949695088131285070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2009/05/ashley-lamar-reception.html' title='Ashley &amp; Lamar: Reception'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SiKn5in8P6I/AAAAAAAAAgA/RVyXsmLGg9o/s72-c/Lamar+and+Ashley+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-4219968474902769211</id><published>2009-03-09T20:30:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:42:58.584-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuba Si!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For our wedding anniversary this year, my husband and I once again headed to Cuba. This time we spent our week at Grand Playa Turquesa just outside of Guardalavaca. The resort was absolutely stunning and we had a fantastic time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I soooo love hibiscus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SbWnYBe3pAI/AAAAAAAAAe4/1KSPlEIjjj8/s1600-h/Cuba+0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SbWnYBe3pAI/AAAAAAAAAe4/1KSPlEIjjj8/s320/Cuba+0901.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311335366709978114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The two-foot high chess pieces made for some awesome props&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SbWnYZhgacI/AAAAAAAAAfA/iRr6e0Jy1-c/s1600-h/Cuba+0902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SbWnYZhgacI/AAAAAAAAAfA/iRr6e0Jy1-c/s320/Cuba+0902.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311335373163489730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightly entertainment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SbWnYmiWFhI/AAAAAAAAAfI/txF9UUbCu-I/s1600-h/Cuba+0903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SbWnYmiWFhI/AAAAAAAAAfI/txF9UUbCu-I/s320/Cuba+0903.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311335376656668178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and daytime entertainment! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SbWnZE8VFSI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/1MyWb0IWVr8/s1600-h/Cuba+0904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SbWnZE8VFSI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/1MyWb0IWVr8/s320/Cuba+0904.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311335384818717986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little girl floated around in her Flintstones-style car for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SbWngz9h2PI/AAAAAAAAAfg/qGf7kd6uh4w/s1600-h/Cuba+0906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SbWngz9h2PI/AAAAAAAAAfg/qGf7kd6uh4w/s320/Cuba+0906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311335517699299570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...ahhhh.... beach.....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SbWnhIy3A-I/AAAAAAAAAfo/VEU9q_mbnMQ/s1600-h/Cuba+0907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SbWnhIy3A-I/AAAAAAAAAfo/VEU9q_mbnMQ/s320/Cuba+0907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311335523291694050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SbWnZUtarpI/AAAAAAAAAfY/mnThbSesYQw/s1600-h/Cuba+0905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SbWnZUtarpI/AAAAAAAAAfY/mnThbSesYQw/s320/Cuba+0905.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311335389051137682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair thee well, Cuba! Until next year....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-4219968474902769211?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/4219968474902769211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=4219968474902769211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4219968474902769211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4219968474902769211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2009/03/cuba-si.html' title='Cuba Si!'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SbWnYBe3pAI/AAAAAAAAAe4/1KSPlEIjjj8/s72-c/Cuba+0901.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-5522410122283067583</id><published>2009-01-23T10:56:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T12:33:41.366-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy to the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Now that I'm sure you're all sick and tired of the "C" word, and completely ready to move out of "the holidays" and into 2009, I think it's time to bring it all back for one more kick at the can, one more last Ho ho ho... since I didn't post for Christmas *cringe* this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, meet Simba, who enlightened me this past Christmas Eve with his own little bit of Joy To the World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SXndCXg_gRI/AAAAAAAAAew/DoHg_ssSwVU/s1600-h/Simba+at+Christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294505869692600594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SXndCXg_gRI/AAAAAAAAAew/DoHg_ssSwVU/s320/Simba+at+Christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I also love a good reflection :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SXnbnt3lzzI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Br2-sdTr2AM/s1600-h/Silent+Night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294504312324869938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SXnbnt3lzzI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Br2-sdTr2AM/s320/Silent+Night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shot this in 2004, but I think it's my favorite festive shot EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SXnbnzDvx7I/AAAAAAAAAeg/lfX6cBqSfa4/s1600-h/White+Christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294504313718032306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SXnbnzDvx7I/AAAAAAAAAeg/lfX6cBqSfa4/s320/White+Christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope everyone had a wonderful Whatever-You-Celebrate, and all the best for 2009!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-5522410122283067583?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/5522410122283067583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=5522410122283067583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5522410122283067583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5522410122283067583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2009/01/joy-to-world.html' title='Joy to the World'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SXndCXg_gRI/AAAAAAAAAew/DoHg_ssSwVU/s72-c/Simba+at+Christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-3745709267267603893</id><published>2009-01-12T20:15:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:31:14.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Australian Pink Floyd Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvg2qnj3rI/AAAAAAAAAdA/2jzqvsvyEUM/s1600-h/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290569417034555058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvg2qnj3rI/AAAAAAAAAdA/2jzqvsvyEUM/s320/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On December 21st, my husband (world's BIGGEST Pink Floyd fan) and I (fan by association, and avid concert photographer) along with two of our friends had floor seats to the &lt;a href="http://www.aussiefloyd.com/"&gt;Australian Pink Floyd Show&lt;/a&gt;. We'd bought tickets last year and didn't get to go due to massively stormy weather, so we were looking forward to it that much more this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys from down under did not disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvh8pA6EoI/AAAAAAAAAdg/KeymGS-LOFQ/s1600-h/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290570619194839682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvh8pA6EoI/AAAAAAAAAdg/KeymGS-LOFQ/s320/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvh83yCZHI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_MgC2ve8DqI/s1600-h/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290570623159002226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvh83yCZHI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_MgC2ve8DqI/s320/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was all over the yummy concert backlighting and silhouettes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvhiqTFHoI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ezoSRZod7CU/s1600-h/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290570172862897794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvhiqTFHoI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ezoSRZod7CU/s320/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvel1SZUrI/AAAAAAAAAbg/QH5X2hM1bIU/s1600-h/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290566928817541810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvel1SZUrI/AAAAAAAAAbg/QH5X2hM1bIU/s320/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvfNwrEBTI/AAAAAAAAAcA/utRSWQayEpk/s1600-h/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290567614773593394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvfNwrEBTI/AAAAAAAAAcA/utRSWQayEpk/s320/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvgkjB2dHI/AAAAAAAAAc4/o14QIoX_YqM/s1600-h/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290569105759695986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvgkjB2dHI/AAAAAAAAAc4/o14QIoX_YqM/s320/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year's program was a start to finish performance of "The Wall" with, of course, some favorites for the encore. Judging by the reaction of the crowd, they didn't miss a beat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvfyQuV60I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/erTfwSERp_8/s1600-h/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290568241852574530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvfyQuV60I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/erTfwSERp_8/s320/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The APFShow girls were also amazing. &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/olabienkowskasession"&gt;Ola Bienkowska&lt;/a&gt; blew the audience away with &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MV1rM_vKTLI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;her mind-boggling performance of Great Gig in the Sky&lt;/a&gt;... and didn't leave the stage at all afterward for a break! She got a well-deserved standing ovation from yours truly and the thousands of others at the Metro Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvi2yk0OaI/AAAAAAAAAdw/8ANkedWT_Is/s1600-h/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290571618193783202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvi2yk0OaI/AAAAAAAAAdw/8ANkedWT_Is/s320/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My husband being a drummer, I make a point to try to get at least one good shot of the drummer from each concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvf0f9ZfnI/AAAAAAAAAcY/BbB3Wl6hNOQ/s1600-h/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290568280301993586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvf0f9ZfnI/AAAAAAAAAcY/BbB3Wl6hNOQ/s320/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;And what would any kind of Pink Floyd show be without lasers?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvg2s6zW9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/TCzDaPHcxDg/s1600-h/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290569417652132818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvg2s6zW9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/TCzDaPHcxDg/s320/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were random Australia references intermingled with genuine Pink Floyd artistry. Show us your home town pride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvf03gQZzI/AAAAAAAAAco/dT04QDqTHkM/s1600-h/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290568286622213938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvf03gQZzI/AAAAAAAAAco/dT04QDqTHkM/s320/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvf0pF3LfI/AAAAAAAAAcg/9Vnx7ab0jyg/s1600-h/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290568282753412594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvf0pF3LfI/AAAAAAAAAcg/9Vnx7ab0jyg/s320/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvm9gG0gaI/AAAAAAAAAd4/gj7wvS-RZoE/s1600-h/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290576131541729698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvm9gG0gaI/AAAAAAAAAd4/gj7wvS-RZoE/s320/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the night, our trip back to the parkade brought us past these lovelies hanging out at the Casino. Danielle being Danielle and me being me, how could we resist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-3745709267267603893?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/3745709267267603893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=3745709267267603893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/3745709267267603893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/3745709267267603893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2009/01/australian-pink-floyd-show.html' title='The Australian Pink Floyd Show'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SWvg2qnj3rI/AAAAAAAAAdA/2jzqvsvyEUM/s72-c/Aussie+Pink+Floyd+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-162633498659535969</id><published>2008-11-23T16:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T16:56:48.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Elizabeth &amp; Michael</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Liz and Mike got married on October 25, 2008. She and I are distant cousins and hung out together as teenagers. They now live on the other end of the country, so I met Mike for the first time approximately 5 minutes before he walked down the aisle. I could only hope Liz had found someone as outgoing and fun as she was. Boy, was I in for a treat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The beautiful bride prepares for her big moment in the hotel mirror.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271952707634473154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9Djs2KMI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Ft-XqDKvWZg/s320/Liz+and+Mike+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Their daughter Selene was the picture of sweetness in her "princess dress"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271958374235914562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSnCNZb6QUI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/oSArG56GVZ4/s320/Liz+and+Mike+16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Liz smiled through the whole ceremoney. I find a lot of brides let their nerves get the best of them, but she was cool, calm, and collected!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271952712011474194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9D0AZ5RI/AAAAAAAAAZo/wGEaxK8L1po/s320/Liz+and+Mike+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hook, line, and sinker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271952726159784562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9Eotn-nI/AAAAAAAAAZw/lb7mo4lbt_g/s320/Liz+and+Mike+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And off to Wentworth Park for some fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I absolutely ADORED the boots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271953289913930098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9lc3FkXI/AAAAAAAAAbA/JbmEuJDHb6o/s320/Liz+and+Mike+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A James Bond moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9lxDhYPI/AAAAAAAAAbI/yL9KHC13eSE/s1600-h/Liz+and+Mike+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271953295334793458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9lxDhYPI/AAAAAAAAAbI/yL9KHC13eSE/s320/Liz+and+Mike+15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271953028664833618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9WPoctlI/AAAAAAAAAaI/1YoGCf40ChA/s320/Liz+and+Mike+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271953025144662210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9WChLKMI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/b7CLlpxwvl0/s320/Liz+and+Mike+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271953019738678850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9VuYSZkI/AAAAAAAAAaA/zCfZFbQzafI/s320/Liz+and+Mike+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We had worked our way around the park, so I went to get the car to come back and pick up the newlyweds. As I pulled up beside them, Liz stuck out her thumb... and this idea was born!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271953280943180146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9k7cSyXI/AAAAAAAAAao/S9Lflodi0vs/s320/Liz+and+Mike+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;William wasn't so keen on the camera as Aunt Liz and Uncle Mike were, but I managed to catch him looking quite debonair in his suit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271952727104541506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9EsO300I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/jZiAxeWMZkQ/s320/Liz+and+Mike+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We did have a few serious moments. Mike has served three terms in Afghanistan already, so I really wanted to portray the "hero" ambience he so rightly deserves. When Liz got tired and laid her head on his lap, I had my chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271953029720193378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9WTkEOWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/4A0n4Fs8Vig/s320/Liz+and+Mike+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still can't pick a favorite of these two!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271953036461234722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9WsrQWiI/AAAAAAAAAag/g5QNFOq1Z1U/s320/Liz+and+Mike+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The wedding had a fall theme, and was decorated with leaves and branches. The fondant on the cake was peeled back in places to look like birch bark. And, etched into the icing like it was carved into the tree, was this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271953282528568162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9lBWR42I/AAAAAAAAAaw/0bc6aTCdR_g/s320/Liz+and+Mike+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After supper, I stole a few more minutes for some waterfront shots. I love nighttime wedding pictures!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9lGrqx1I/AAAAAAAAAa4/w0wVnMiSoCQ/s1600-h/Liz+and+Mike+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271953283960457042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9lGrqx1I/AAAAAAAAAa4/w0wVnMiSoCQ/s320/Liz+and+Mike+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy that Elizabeth found someone who shares her sense of fun and adventure! I know these two are going to be happy together for a long, long time and am absolutely beside myself to have been able to capture their magical day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9D3cQBuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9gCe6BrXpWE/s1600-h/Liz+and+Mike+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-162633498659535969?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/162633498659535969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=162633498659535969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/162633498659535969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/162633498659535969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/11/elizabeth-michael.html' title='Elizabeth &amp; Michael'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SSm9Djs2KMI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Ft-XqDKvWZg/s72-c/Liz+and+Mike+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-409971685614860894</id><published>2008-11-11T10:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T10:30:21.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mo &amp; Co.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On October 19th, I got together with a co-worker of my husband and her two adult children for a family photoshoot at the Dartmouth Commons. I had never met "Mo" or her kids, nor had I been to the Commons before, so it was an all-around learning experience for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Luckily, the weather was perfect, the location ideal, and we had a ton of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267406262216081858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SRmWFmsOwcI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/DQqAwnilYdg/s320/Mo+%26+Co+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267406275055274418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SRmWGWhVSbI/AAAAAAAAAYg/zgfKyU9HbCk/s320/Mo+%26+Co+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267406276793266786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SRmWGc_s8mI/AAAAAAAAAYo/pLGL7Vi4hCQ/s320/Mo+%26+Co+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267406312283956274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SRmWIhNV5DI/AAAAAAAAAYw/6qXgcYmH66o/s320/Mo+%26+Co+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267406268603521058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SRmWF-fHWCI/AAAAAAAAAYY/a_sKSDx-Vwc/s320/Mo+%26+Co+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-409971685614860894?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/409971685614860894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=409971685614860894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/409971685614860894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/409971685614860894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/11/mo-co.html' title='Mo &amp; Co.'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SRmWFmsOwcI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/DQqAwnilYdg/s72-c/Mo+%26+Co+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-5149335065701942282</id><published>2008-11-01T16:04:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T10:01:33.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>Well well well, haven't I fallen behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in October, on Thanksgiving weekend, my husband and I, along with Georgina and Andre piled into their car and once again set our course for Cape Breton and the amazingly beautiful Cabot Trail. I say amazingly beautiful, because you'll remember from &lt;a href="http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-heart-is_14.html"&gt;July&lt;/a&gt; how absolutely incredible this little piece of heaven is, but ooooooooohhhhh.... in OCTOBER! There are no words! Especially this year, when the leaves painted themselves in such breathtaking glory, but reallly, you need to see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Margaree River DEFINITELY called for a "stop the car!" moment and the boys complied in order for the girls to pile out of the back seat, cameras in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQyoxK6cawI/AAAAAAAAAWA/F7KD6Od_pw4/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263767627185810178" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQyoxK6cawI/AAAAAAAAAWA/F7KD6Od_pw4/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our first night at &lt;a href="http://www.cheticampislandresort.com/"&gt;Cheticamp Island Resort&lt;/a&gt;, which, contrary to the name, was not really a resort, but a row of quaint little cabins, immediately across the street from Cheticamp Beach:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQyo-0jfoDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/z_i4l_Yps3I/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263767861702139954" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQyo-0jfoDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/z_i4l_Yps3I/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQyo-BZdWBI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/2LIxwABN6iE/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263767847969839122" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQyo-BZdWBI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/2LIxwABN6iE/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a driving tour of the small island, chatted with some cows and enjoyed the last few minutes of clear sky. Fortunately, the impending black clouds delayed their tears until after it got dark out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQyo9_QsCuI/AAAAAAAAAWI/YawvejNq30k/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263767847396182754" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQyo9_QsCuI/AAAAAAAAAWI/YawvejNq30k/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, we continued on our trek. Next stop: Pleasant Bay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first... "STOP THE CAR!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQyo_UzlTxI/AAAAAAAAAWg/o7HQp2hFFBg/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263767870359555858" style="WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQyo_UzlTxI/AAAAAAAAAWg/o7HQp2hFFBg/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By noon we were two miles offshore on a fishing boat owned by &lt;a href="http://www.fiddlinwhaletours.com/"&gt;Fiddlin' Whale Tours&lt;/a&gt;, captained by the wise and wonderful Kinnon MacKinnon (just another reason I love Cape Breton: people give their kids the BEST names)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypANWyFvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/lmm0dQ4jzbo/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263767885539579634" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypANWyFvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/lmm0dQ4jzbo/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a bit of backtracking to hike two hours in on the &lt;a href="http://novascotia.com/en/home/funstuff/VideoGallery/skylinetrail/default.aspx"&gt;Skyline Trail&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypMjFvp8I/AAAAAAAAAWw/CSXT7sblRjk/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263768097532127170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypMjFvp8I/AAAAAAAAAWw/CSXT7sblRjk/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't miss a chance to drive through Neil's Harbour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypM2qUASI/AAAAAAAAAW4/sSRDytLMSAI/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263768102785777954" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypM2qUASI/AAAAAAAAAW4/sSRDytLMSAI/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and then on to the cutest little cluster of cottages ever known to mankind: &lt;a href="http://www.thepointcottages.com/"&gt;The Point Cottages &lt;/a&gt;in Ingonish. Despite the long day, a few drinks were in order, and despite the cold October air....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypNFizsJI/AAAAAAAAAXA/UksrGecKHLs/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263768106780831890" style="WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypNFizsJI/AAAAAAAAAXA/UksrGecKHLs/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back inside for the battle of the sexes in cribbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypNrc6BLI/AAAAAAAAAXI/BAzoGOtIAVc/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263768116956628146" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypNrc6BLI/AAAAAAAAAXI/BAzoGOtIAVc/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning was just as glorious as Saturday had been. My husband and I took my camera for a short walk in the morning light. That's the &lt;a href="http://www.kelticlodge.ca/"&gt;Keltic Lodge&lt;/a&gt; way over there in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypN9hnssI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/lqjLk20wx8k/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263768121808237250" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypN9hnssI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/lqjLk20wx8k/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then more whale watching with Kinnon MacKinnon off Ingonish Island, this time on a &lt;a href="http://www.capebretonwhaletours.com/"&gt;zodiac&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Ummm.... HUMPBACK TAIL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypk3JOAFI/AAAAAAAAAXY/T5IVfbXzjZY/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263768515232268370" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypk3JOAFI/AAAAAAAAAXY/T5IVfbXzjZY/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a short nap in the sun and a breakfast fit for a king, we worked up the courage to take on &lt;a href="http://cbadventuretrails.blogspot.com/2007/01/franey.html"&gt;Franey&lt;/a&gt;: 2 miles UP.... an hour and half each way.... SO WORTH IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do the view no justice without posting an absolutely ridiculous number of photos, but here we are at the top, celebrating our survival!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQyplN_vHmI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ljUZmJr3Me4/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263768521366511202" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQyplN_vHmI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ljUZmJr3Me4/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the way back down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQyplkwn0TI/AAAAAAAAAXo/cH13zjfY6Dg/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263768527477133618" style="WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQyplkwn0TI/AAAAAAAAAXo/cH13zjfY6Dg/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypl3vhtVI/AAAAAAAAAXw/51jlptmmEA4/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263768532572812626" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypl3vhtVI/AAAAAAAAAXw/51jlptmmEA4/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the boys showered for supper, Georgina and I did a quick road tour to MaryAnn Falls and Warren Lake, which, have I mentioned, is one of my very favorite places on Earth!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypuvAAa7I/AAAAAAAAAYA/W6t42Wvy2C0/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263768684844837810" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypuvAAa7I/AAAAAAAAAYA/W6t42Wvy2C0/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypmS5TqUI/AAAAAAAAAX4/OmZYREqcKJs/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263768539861592386" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypmS5TqUI/AAAAAAAAAX4/OmZYREqcKJs/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday morning saw us heading back to Halifax. The boys were a little anxious to get home, but we did get in one more "Stop the car!" moment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypwBeki9I/AAAAAAAAAYI/1h9e2m0MPK8/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263768706984741842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQypwBeki9I/AAAAAAAAAYI/1h9e2m0MPK8/s400/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*this blog is dedicated to the memory of "Uncle" Rene Ouellette, killed in a car accident in Cape Breton on October 11, 2008. My he rest in peace and let all those who loved him find only happiness in his memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.kelticlodge.ca/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-5149335065701942282?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/5149335065701942282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=5149335065701942282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5149335065701942282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5149335065701942282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SQyoxK6cawI/AAAAAAAAAWA/F7KD6Od_pw4/s72-c/Cape+Breton+Thanksgiving+08+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-7124131253024444334</id><published>2008-10-14T20:56:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:25:47.412-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheila Marie &amp; Tommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I actually met Sheila Marie at a wedding two years ago. She has now appeared at 4 weddings I've shot, finally including her own on September 20, 2008 in Little Bras D'Or, Cape Breton. She and Tommy had the coolest looking church I've ever seen and a classic country wedding to match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyWbVcneI/AAAAAAAAAUo/RPX_5eb1Quc/s1600-h/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257163500901146082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyWbVcneI/AAAAAAAAAUo/RPX_5eb1Quc/s400/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CHEERS for another true tie-up dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyWAjK1MI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/GIPm3qvPkYM/s1600-h/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257163493710943426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyWAjK1MI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/GIPm3qvPkYM/s400/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church was so unique. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The cross on the altar was wrought iron, crafted by local craftsmen, as was the stand for the Bible and baptismal basin. There was no crucifix at the front of the church, instead there hung beautiful ornate tapestries woven by local women. It made for a sensational sense of community and the ideal backdrop for a country wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyWV5CwZI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sT2vZKc8O6Q/s1600-h/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257163499439833490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyWV5CwZI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sT2vZKc8O6Q/s400/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyWB7qdpI/AAAAAAAAAUY/1NAyX8g8beg/s1600-h/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257163494082115218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyWB7qdpI/AAAAAAAAAUY/1NAyX8g8beg/s400/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some black &amp;amp; white love for a romantic shot of the debonair and suave groomsmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyiShrxzI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ATdfMVJPq0k/s1600-h/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257163704694982450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyiShrxzI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ATdfMVJPq0k/s400/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheila Marie is a bit shy, so Tommy took the lead and loosened her up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyiklmu7I/AAAAAAAAAVA/RnG6PiwLfVE/s1600-h/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257163709543267250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyiklmu7I/AAAAAAAAAVA/RnG6PiwLfVE/s400/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... and she clearly got into the game. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyih3HzoI/AAAAAAAAAVI/u-tlH20Llnc/s1600-h/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257163708811431554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyih3HzoI/AAAAAAAAAVI/u-tlH20Llnc/s400/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the bridesmaids described this next one best: "So gangsta!" LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUywLIsN6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/nH6Mhl6vEvo/s1600-h/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257163943229274018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUywLIsN6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/nH6Mhl6vEvo/s400/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a little runaway bride action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyvwGuSWI/AAAAAAAAAVg/qwIad3Td-sw/s1600-h/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257163935973263714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyvwGuSWI/AAAAAAAAAVg/qwIad3Td-sw/s400/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and EVERY wedding shoot should include train tracks. Have I mentioned how much I love this place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUywKxsFBI/AAAAAAAAAVo/nhsA-TcZOrg/s1600-h/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257163943132795922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUywKxsFBI/AAAAAAAAAVo/nhsA-TcZOrg/s400/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everything was fun and games... they were so very romantic, there were times I felt like I should be averting my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyiwAcfII/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ldpQlAjNRww/s1600-h/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257163712608631938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyiwAcfII/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ldpQlAjNRww/s400/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUywIEgrCI/AAAAAAAAAV4/77FEDDMP8no/s1600-h/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257163942406433826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUywIEgrCI/AAAAAAAAAV4/77FEDDMP8no/s400/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyi_vvmqI/AAAAAAAAAVY/FT-zCGBj7Lw/s1600-h/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257163716833548962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyi_vvmqI/AAAAAAAAAVY/FT-zCGBj7Lw/s400/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't something I do for every wedding, but I had some extra time and thought the effects would be a nice addition to the old time country feel. I really like the way it turned out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyWQjcgEI/AAAAAAAAAUw/lBzz1Y0ZF_w/s1600-h/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257163498007068738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyWQjcgEI/AAAAAAAAAUw/lBzz1Y0ZF_w/s400/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely adore these two. They're moving away to New York sometime in the upcoming months, so I hope I was able to capture their wedding and their own little piece of Cape Breton to take with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-7124131253024444334?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/7124131253024444334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=7124131253024444334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/7124131253024444334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/7124131253024444334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/10/sheila-marie-tommy.html' title='Sheila Marie &amp; Tommy'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SPUyWbVcneI/AAAAAAAAAUo/RPX_5eb1Quc/s72-c/Tommy+and+SheilaMarie+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-2336641440286914133</id><published>2008-09-23T19:22:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:52:20.705-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Krystle &amp; Ian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I can't say enough about Krystle and Ian. They were up for anything except the old fashioned line-up and click family shots, and who am I to argue with that! And him? Well... these appeared magically in the hotel room where the girls were getting ready...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNls2xt-QtI/AAAAAAAAASE/Wvb9DrnzSq4/s1600-h/Krystle+and+Ian+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249346528991920850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNls2xt-QtI/AAAAAAAAASE/Wvb9DrnzSq4/s400/Krystle+and+Ian+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krystle's dress really laced up the back so I was finally able to capture one of these shots, which I've always wanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNltR02mHnI/AAAAAAAAASs/Oyufj-tKGEI/s1600-h/Krystle+and+Ian+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249346993689861746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNltR02mHnI/AAAAAAAAASs/Oyufj-tKGEI/s400/Krystle+and+Ian+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so tiny in that big poofy dress. I love the expression on her face in this one. Obvious excitement makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNlt9xTMgwI/AAAAAAAAATs/eAdRWKXLEwc/s1600-h/Krystle+and+Ian+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNlsjf9w0mI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-JuJxgLNCkg/s1600-h/Krystle+and+Ian+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249346197808796258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNlsjf9w0mI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-JuJxgLNCkg/s400/Krystle+and+Ian+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krystle and her dad have a really close relationship. She wanted to wait until he was in the next room before she'd put on her dress. He was a big ol' ham for the camera too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNls3oN17oI/AAAAAAAAASU/HEyKvDszK4I/s1600-h/Krystle+and+Ian+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249346543621107330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNls3oN17oI/AAAAAAAAASU/HEyKvDszK4I/s400/Krystle+and+Ian+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full catholic mass weddings tend to frighten me. I'm not a church-goer (insert guilty gulp here) and I worry about the when's and when-not-to's of photographing the wedding. Between prayers, however, I was able to pull off a few beauties like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNls39-6mHI/AAAAAAAAASc/Ra_bimNhlb0/s1600-h/Krystle+and+Ian+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249346549464078450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNls39-6mHI/AAAAAAAAASc/Ra_bimNhlb0/s400/Krystle+and+Ian+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to Sanford Flemming Park, also known as "the Dingle" for a bit of idle chit chat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNltiUqUdYI/AAAAAAAAATc/IdH9jMeu6hk/s1600-h/Krystle+and+Ian+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNltikdhe3I/AAAAAAAAATk/yWp4ccNTgAY/s1600-h/Krystle+and+Ian+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249347281347509106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNltikdhe3I/AAAAAAAAATk/yWp4ccNTgAY/s400/Krystle+and+Ian+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have often wondered why people insist on having children in their wedding party. Then Mackenzie did THIS and it all made sense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNls4TqBqzI/AAAAAAAAASk/ANtoqVfA_DI/s1600-h/Krystle+and+Ian+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249346555282041650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNls4TqBqzI/AAAAAAAAASk/ANtoqVfA_DI/s400/Krystle+and+Ian+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNluKiw-D2I/AAAAAAAAAT8/mZaICryx7ec/s1600-h/Krystle+and+Ian+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249347968086970210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNluKiw-D2I/AAAAAAAAAT8/mZaICryx7ec/s400/Krystle+and+Ian+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNlth3eY9rI/AAAAAAAAATU/QOsrUPOoiJg/s1600-h/Krystle+and+Ian+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNq2a8Lvh1I/AAAAAAAAAUE/04rK-MS561c/s1600-h/Krystle+and+Ian+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249708889601967954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNq2a8Lvh1I/AAAAAAAAAUE/04rK-MS561c/s400/Krystle+and+Ian+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian had the gusto to let his zealous older brother make a speech. He had some fantastic stories, which had us in stitches, and poor Ian beet red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNltTLw_caI/AAAAAAAAATE/wKKTA1tUj1s/s1600-h/Krystle+and+Ian+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249347017020240290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNltTLw_caI/AAAAAAAAATE/wKKTA1tUj1s/s400/Krystle+and+Ian+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little more father-daughter love to "I Loved Her First" by Heartland. That song should come with a full tear-jerker alert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNlt91JkjSI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Net3QzwT-rE/s1600-h/Krystle+and+Ian+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249347749683694882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNlt91JkjSI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Net3QzwT-rE/s400/Krystle+and+Ian+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the mister and missus... beginning their happily ever after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNltTBCZ0nI/AAAAAAAAATM/_ZTuAenmIRo/s1600-h/Krystle+and+Ian+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249347014140482162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNltTBCZ0nI/AAAAAAAAATM/_ZTuAenmIRo/s400/Krystle+and+Ian+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-2336641440286914133?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/2336641440286914133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=2336641440286914133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/2336641440286914133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/2336641440286914133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/09/krystle-ian.html' title='Krystle &amp; Ian'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SNls2xt-QtI/AAAAAAAAASE/Wvb9DrnzSq4/s72-c/Krystle+and+Ian+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-904239762548558973</id><published>2008-09-09T20:09:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T11:10:58.339-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jillian &amp; Mark: wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm sure you'll remember &lt;a href="http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/08/jillian-mark_27.html"&gt;Mark and Jillian&lt;/a&gt;. Their wedding was a photographer's dream: beautifully lit, a small but ornate room with one wall of windows overlooking the harbour, and a whole wall of mirrors to make it all look massive. And, of course, there was the bride and groom themselves. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew? There are MEN involved in weddings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcK1iHxbyI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mDvhNc_lWPw/s1600-h/Jill+and+Mark+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244172205904981794" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcK1iHxbyI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mDvhNc_lWPw/s320/Jill+and+Mark+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillian reminded me of the Disney princesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcK11UjLLI/AAAAAAAAAQk/S_E4D4hIlts/s1600-h/Jill+and+Mark+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244172211058846898" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcK11UjLLI/AAAAAAAAAQk/S_E4D4hIlts/s320/Jill+and+Mark+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcK1iHxbyI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mDvhNc_lWPw/s1600-h/Jill+and+Mark+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had the same Justice of the Peace as my husband and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcK2DxbQPI/AAAAAAAAAQs/T25BSc4-LoA/s1600-h/Jill+and+Mark+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244172214938058994" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcK2DxbQPI/AAAAAAAAAQs/T25BSc4-LoA/s320/Jill+and+Mark+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held off my own tears until I noticed Jillian's dad...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcLM91F4JI/AAAAAAAAARk/TSEwDME-9rY/s1600-h/Jill+and+Mark+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244172608479813778" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcLM91F4JI/AAAAAAAAARk/TSEwDME-9rY/s320/Jill+and+Mark+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcLEl9YZ1I/AAAAAAAAARc/Ygq2QBq0LtM/s1600-h/Jill+and+Mark+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244172464633177938" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcLEl9YZ1I/AAAAAAAAARc/Ygq2QBq0LtM/s320/Jill+and+Mark+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll recognize this studly groomsman as Andre from &lt;a href="http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/08/georgina-andre.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcSQXBMWVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/1ZB0md4zn3k/s1600-h/Jill+and+Mark+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244180363362457938" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcSQXBMWVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/1ZB0md4zn3k/s320/Jill+and+Mark+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcLDx4JnRI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/KNiQrzHH9lM/s1600-h/Jill+and+Mark+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244172450652593426" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcLDx4JnRI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/KNiQrzHH9lM/s320/Jill+and+Mark+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcLEGFmdjI/AAAAAAAAARE/h0aYOIeBqGg/s1600-h/Jill+and+Mark+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244172456077719090" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcLEGFmdjI/AAAAAAAAARE/h0aYOIeBqGg/s320/Jill+and+Mark+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcLNTLjw7I/AAAAAAAAARs/AsbcmlCtnVo/s1600-h/Jill+and+Mark+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244172614211191730" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcLNTLjw7I/AAAAAAAAARs/AsbcmlCtnVo/s320/Jill+and+Mark+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite shot of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcLEL9RTgI/AAAAAAAAARM/JQFk713VBnI/s1600-h/Jill+and+Mark+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244172457653390850" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcLEL9RTgI/AAAAAAAAARM/JQFk713VBnI/s320/Jill+and+Mark+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They danced their first dance to "You and Me" by Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcK1vklR8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/Qs3SL_dUCZ8/s1600-h/Jill+and+Mark+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244172209515481026" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcK1vklR8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/Qs3SL_dUCZ8/s320/Jill+and+Mark+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcLEZsZbiI/AAAAAAAAARU/CpjuLBfWeSs/s1600-h/Jill+and+Mark+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244172461340716578" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcLEZsZbiI/AAAAAAAAARU/CpjuLBfWeSs/s320/Jill+and+Mark+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-904239762548558973?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/904239762548558973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=904239762548558973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/904239762548558973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/904239762548558973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/09/jillian-mark-wedding.html' title='Jillian &amp; Mark: wedding'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SMcK1iHxbyI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mDvhNc_lWPw/s72-c/Jill+and+Mark+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-2745798093263749106</id><published>2008-08-27T21:05:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:08:02.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jillian &amp; Mark: engagement session</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239353511048882018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SLXsQk7Dp2I/AAAAAAAAAPc/M8eupowd5PY/s320/Mark+and+Jillian+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jillian and Mark got&lt;a href="http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/09/jillian-mark-wedding.html"&gt; married &lt;/a&gt;last Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their wedding pictures are a work in progress, but the engagement pictures are now up for posting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun on the playground...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SLXsbce-Y6I/AAAAAAAAAQE/GL_grjIypPg/s1600-h/Mark+and+Jillian+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239353697762173858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SLXsbce-Y6I/AAAAAAAAAQE/GL_grjIypPg/s320/Mark+and+Jillian+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SLXsRRiSzZI/AAAAAAAAAP8/NuND5xfW9BM/s1600-h/Mark+and+Jillian+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239353523024612754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SLXsRRiSzZI/AAAAAAAAAP8/NuND5xfW9BM/s320/Mark+and+Jillian+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice shot for Mom and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SLXsQ8feNYI/AAAAAAAAAPk/HoYiB8zzCaY/s1600-h/Mark+and+Jillian+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239353517375632770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SLXsQ8feNYI/AAAAAAAAAPk/HoYiB8zzCaY/s320/Mark+and+Jillian+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so much for Mom and Dad. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SLXsRI4bZlI/AAAAAAAAAP0/wTZ8tqiP8yk/s1600-h/Mark+and+Jillian+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239353520701531730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SLXsRI4bZlI/AAAAAAAAAP0/wTZ8tqiP8yk/s320/Mark+and+Jillian+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SLXsRKAnkCI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Ub_9ku5TraQ/s1600-h/Mark+and+Jillian+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239353521004318754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SLXsRKAnkCI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Ub_9ku5TraQ/s320/Mark+and+Jillian+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SLXsbQo54XI/AAAAAAAAAQM/70y7MdLDOys/s1600-h/The+Dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239353694582595954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SLXsbQo54XI/AAAAAAAAAQM/70y7MdLDOys/s320/The+Dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and a while back, Jillian let me grab a few shots of her absolutely amazing wedding dress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wedding was perfect in every way, all the best to the new Mister and Missus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-2745798093263749106?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/2745798093263749106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=2745798093263749106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/2745798093263749106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/2745798093263749106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/08/jillian-mark_27.html' title='Jillian &amp; Mark: engagement session'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SLXsQk7Dp2I/AAAAAAAAAPc/M8eupowd5PY/s72-c/Mark+and+Jillian+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-6755885835374697661</id><published>2008-08-17T10:36:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:09:54.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trash the Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Behold, the final chapter of &lt;a href="http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/08/georgina-andre.html"&gt;Georgina's wedding &lt;/a&gt;story: our fabulously fun trash-the-dress session at Martinique Beach just outside of Halifax. After enlightening her as to what exactly a trash-the-dress session was, she was all about getting in that gown and giving it one last hoorah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The results? LOVE THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKgpyfRm4EI/AAAAAAAAAO0/bC0Gvh5YgFQ/s1600-h/Georgina+Trash+the+Dress+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235480514183749698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKgpyfRm4EI/AAAAAAAAAO0/bC0Gvh5YgFQ/s320/Georgina+Trash+the+Dress+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKgpybY1dPI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GK9l8VQM2VE/s1600-h/Georgina+Trash+the+Dress+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235480513140323570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKgpybY1dPI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GK9l8VQM2VE/s320/Georgina+Trash+the+Dress+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235482268898291010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKgrYoGJ7UI/AAAAAAAAAPM/exXFAABcBJM/s320/Georgina+Trash+the+Dress+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKgpnt3MtEI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Ze8G5wXTo0s/s1600-h/Georgina+Trash+the+Dress+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235480329120953410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKgpnt3MtEI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Ze8G5wXTo0s/s320/Georgina+Trash+the+Dress+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235480509518407842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKgpyN5TaKI/AAAAAAAAAOk/rA0KASbDOz4/s320/Georgina+Trash+the+Dress+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235480323673186802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKgpnZkWYfI/AAAAAAAAAOE/E8dpQLzX5uo/s320/Georgina+Trash+the+Dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235483170340798626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKgsNGOzAKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/c0gZHo0Ow2Y/s320/Georgina+Trash+the+Dress+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235480324394847042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKgpncQaC0I/AAAAAAAAAOM/TFV9_BdbUVY/s320/Georgina+Trash+the+Dress+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;On top of some fabulous shots, I also received news that the dress survived in all its original glory! I take this as a challenge, and we have agreed that some fall leaves might be just what's needed to finally do it in!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-6755885835374697661?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/6755885835374697661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=6755885835374697661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/6755885835374697661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/6755885835374697661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/08/trash-dress.html' title='Trash the Dress'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKgpyfRm4EI/AAAAAAAAAO0/bC0Gvh5YgFQ/s72-c/Georgina+Trash+the+Dress+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-7465886119351129180</id><published>2008-08-14T08:03:00.018-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:06:13.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the Heart Is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKQSL-d2iII/AAAAAAAAANo/Dl9W33yf2OE/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234328663867426946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKQSL-d2iII/AAAAAAAAANo/Dl9W33yf2OE/s320/Cape+Breton+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've lived in Halifax, Nova Scotia for eight years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice, I like it. I met my husband here, I have great friends here, I work and play here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Home" is on Cape Breton Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get a few trips to Cape Breton in every year. My favorite is always our family camping trip with my mom in the Highlands National Park. Despite my annnual return, I never cease to be awed by absolutely everything. And with good reason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKQRuIxNRZI/AAAAAAAAANY/tJuLZV2UG4c/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234328151236887954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKQRuIxNRZI/AAAAAAAAANY/tJuLZV2UG4c/s320/Cape+Breton+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A gorgeous waterfall crashes into the ocean beside one of my favorite beaches: Black Brook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKQRpHtsm4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/H9yUgw957lE/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234328065054382978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKQRpHtsm4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/H9yUgw957lE/s320/Cape+Breton+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Warren Lake NEVER fails to be absolutely stunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKQRHvySrVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ejTO4UHZSxU/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234327491695521106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKQRHvySrVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ejTO4UHZSxU/s320/Cape+Breton+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beach at our campground: Broad Cove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKQRHktpjgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/g-OhUApJkAw/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234327488723258882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKQRHktpjgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/g-OhUApJkAw/s320/Cape+Breton+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MaryAnn Falls is just a short drive from where we stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKQRH0WxBMI/AAAAAAAAAMY/XPLbJ-q-DuM/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234327492922246338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKQRH0WxBMI/AAAAAAAAAMY/XPLbJ-q-DuM/s320/Cape+Breton+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I absolutely adore the tiny fishing village of Neil's Harbour with it's beautiful lighthouse and extraordinary soft white sand beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKQRH8MVdqI/AAAAAAAAAMg/RdkuPgj7ayY/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234327495025981090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKQRH8MVdqI/AAAAAAAAAMg/RdkuPgj7ayY/s320/Cape+Breton+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunrise Valley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKQRINR-qfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jalGCFpoYcs/s1600-h/Cape+Breton+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234327499613055474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKQRINR-qfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jalGCFpoYcs/s320/Cape+Breton+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roads that wind up, down, and around mountains that climb right up out of the Atlantic will never get old for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this year, we get to go back in &lt;a href="http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful.html"&gt;October for Thanksgiving&lt;/a&gt;! Bring on the fall colors, I'm ready already! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-7465886119351129180?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/7465886119351129180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=7465886119351129180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/7465886119351129180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/7465886119351129180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-heart-is_14.html' title='Where the Heart Is.'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKQSL-d2iII/AAAAAAAAANo/Dl9W33yf2OE/s72-c/Cape+Breton+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-5834491995281708283</id><published>2008-08-12T20:34:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:38:04.278-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jillian &amp; Mark</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKIePPoPEdI/AAAAAAAAAGI/NfQe1igr_0U/s1600-h/Mark+and+Jillian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233778964200100306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKIePPoPEdI/AAAAAAAAAGI/NfQe1igr_0U/s320/Mark+and+Jillian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shot Jillian and Mark's engagement the day after Amanda and Neal. They asked that I not post any shots other than this one because they're using them in a slide show at their wedding and want them to be a surprise! Fortunately, their wedding is now only a week and a half away, so, assuming I survive the bachelorette this weekend, you'll be seeing a lot more posts of these two soon enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-5834491995281708283?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5834491995281708283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/5834491995281708283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/08/jillian-mark.html' title='Jillian &amp; Mark'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKIePPoPEdI/AAAAAAAAAGI/NfQe1igr_0U/s72-c/Mark+and+Jillian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-4364808395948138849</id><published>2008-08-11T20:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T20:36:04.093-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanda &amp; Neal</title><content type='html'>You'll remember the lovely Amanda and her equally as lovely fiance Neal from here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDIzlC6kgI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1kybWA1T3P4/s1600-h/Amanda+and+Neal+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233403555447738882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDIzlC6kgI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1kybWA1T3P4/s320/Amanda+and+Neal+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDIzzyGYHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/jucTEl2TyB8/s1600-h/Amanda+and+Neal+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233403559403741298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDIzzyGYHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/jucTEl2TyB8/s320/Amanda+and+Neal+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying to win over their wedding and I know she has this site. So, Amanda, in case you need a reminder of how fabulous you two look in front of my camera....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDJA2nYuII/AAAAAAAAAFg/q52AxQLIBUo/s1600-h/Amanda+and+Neal+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233403783502411906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDJA2nYuII/AAAAAAAAAFg/q52AxQLIBUo/s320/Amanda+and+Neal+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really enjoy the simplicity of this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDJA8TLOyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/i-eQjGe_bpE/s1600-h/Amanda+and+Neal+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233403785028254498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDJA8TLOyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/i-eQjGe_bpE/s320/Amanda+and+Neal+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDJBHmflYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/C3Xjttv6V7w/s1600-h/Amanda+and+Neal+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233403788062070146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDJBHmflYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/C3Xjttv6V7w/s320/Amanda+and+Neal+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him to kiss her. They made out like teenagers. FABULOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDMC9ShugI/AAAAAAAAAF4/LN6G54nio_w/s1600-h/Amanda+and+Neal+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233407118188591618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDMC9ShugI/AAAAAAAAAF4/LN6G54nio_w/s320/Amanda+and+Neal+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDMDFzA8gI/AAAAAAAAAGA/SDWne0C31WA/s1600-h/Amanda+and+Neal+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233407120472338946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDMDFzA8gI/AAAAAAAAAGA/SDWne0C31WA/s320/Amanda+and+Neal+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with this big tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDJAtqimMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/BV0XikciACA/s1600-h/Amanda+and+Neal+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233403781099722946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDJAtqimMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/BV0XikciACA/s320/Amanda+and+Neal+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDI0H0nLSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/iZdG0zmXhs0/s1600-h/Amanda+and+Neal+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233403564782988578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDI0H0nLSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/iZdG0zmXhs0/s320/Amanda+and+Neal+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDI0C8J47I/AAAAAAAAAFI/6iSM6WyC3xA/s1600-h/Amanda+and+Neal+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233403563472446386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDI0C8J47I/AAAAAAAAAFI/6iSM6WyC3xA/s320/Amanda+and+Neal+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross your fingers for me for 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-4364808395948138849?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/4364808395948138849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=4364808395948138849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4364808395948138849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4364808395948138849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/08/amanda-neal.html' title='Amanda &amp; Neal'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SKDIzlC6kgI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1kybWA1T3P4/s72-c/Amanda+and+Neal+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-3077017780780726528</id><published>2008-08-04T09:27:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:13:11.898-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Georgina &amp; Andre</title><content type='html'>In June 2007, after 8 years together, one of my husband's best friends proposed to one of my best friends. We shot their engagement photos on June 25, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230638603977424034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb2GOKE_KI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zw2OCOcyJ0Y/s320/Georgina+and+Andre+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb2NCjTu3I/AAAAAAAAACA/SpoYlB_5YPI/s1600-h/Georgina+and+Andre+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230638721121106802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb2NCjTu3I/AAAAAAAAACA/SpoYlB_5YPI/s320/Georgina+and+Andre+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb2TkUBIuI/AAAAAAAAACI/W1cjIRMkg74/s1600-h/Georgina+and+Andre+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230638833262994146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb2TkUBIuI/AAAAAAAAACI/W1cjIRMkg74/s320/Georgina+and+Andre+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year to the day after the proposal, on June 21, 2008, they allowed me the honor of shooting their wedding! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having their ceremoney outdoors at Wentworth Park in Sydney was my idea. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb3buyZ_5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/TMxZi_LLdl4/s1600-h/Georgina+and+Andre+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230640073025388434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb3buyZ_5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/TMxZi_LLdl4/s320/Georgina+and+Andre+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bride's sisters made beautiful bridesmaids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb2-mVDEYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zkAeTArQIpU/s1600-h/Georgina+and+Andre+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230639572538560898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb2-mVDEYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zkAeTArQIpU/s320/Georgina+and+Andre+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb3VpjstMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/bYqNtrGr8uw/s1600-h/Georgina+and+Andre+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230639968542307522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb3VpjstMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/bYqNtrGr8uw/s320/Georgina+and+Andre+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb3VeAFPII/AAAAAAAAACo/urGCS8BPBn8/s1600-h/Georgina+and+Andre+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230639965440130178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb3VeAFPII/AAAAAAAAACo/urGCS8BPBn8/s320/Georgina+and+Andre+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb3DNeqMvI/AAAAAAAAACY/EfWeaCmHPxA/s1600-h/Georgina+and+Andre+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230639651767333618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb3DNeqMvI/AAAAAAAAACY/EfWeaCmHPxA/s320/Georgina+and+Andre+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to tell me she didn't have a cat-that-ate-the-canary look. pshaw!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb3VfmSIQI/AAAAAAAAACw/lvRTlq0nsts/s1600-h/Georgina+and+Andre+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230639965868794114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb3VfmSIQI/AAAAAAAAACw/lvRTlq0nsts/s320/Georgina+and+Andre+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this one....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb3GkJulaI/AAAAAAAAACg/NLgTtvbpKEo/s1600-h/Georgina+and+Andre+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230639709393163682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb3GkJulaI/AAAAAAAAACg/NLgTtvbpKEo/s320/Georgina+and+Andre+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb3b1YtsSI/AAAAAAAAADY/2URwMjakNyU/s1600-h/Georgina+and+Andre+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230640074796675362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb3b1YtsSI/AAAAAAAAADY/2URwMjakNyU/s320/Georgina+and+Andre+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took the garter to the "Mission Impossible" theme song wearing a headlamp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb3V0FyeQI/AAAAAAAAADA/qwbFrnjyDRg/s1600-h/Georgina+and+Andre+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230639971369646338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb3V0FyeQI/AAAAAAAAADA/qwbFrnjyDRg/s320/Georgina+and+Andre+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-3077017780780726528?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/3077017780780726528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=3077017780780726528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/3077017780780726528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/3077017780780726528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/08/georgina-andre.html' title='Georgina &amp; Andre'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJb2GOKE_KI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zw2OCOcyJ0Y/s72-c/Georgina+and+Andre+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-433969132267802525</id><published>2008-08-03T23:47:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:01:00.897-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamar &amp; Ashley</title><content type='html'>I just got back from a fabulous camping vacation and decided to start catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allow me to introduce you to Lamar and Ashley, whose engagement photos we shot at Crystal Crescent Beach back on May 31. They were a photographer's dream: two absolutely beautiful people willing to try anything once. It was pretty chilly, so hats off to them for making it happen so magically!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJZujvmfU0I/AAAAAAAAABY/r0r7C8_4Vrk/s1600-h/Ashley+and+Lamar+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230489577589789506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJZujvmfU0I/AAAAAAAAABY/r0r7C8_4Vrk/s320/Ashley+and+Lamar+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the look on her face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJZub7HqfPI/AAAAAAAAABI/XOAVJPmO8Wg/s1600-h/Ashley+and+Lamar+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230489443242769650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJZub7HqfPI/AAAAAAAAABI/XOAVJPmO8Wg/s320/Ashley+and+Lamar+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJZumr5k7qI/AAAAAAAAABg/1uRd8zettY0/s1600-h/Ashley+and+Lamar+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230489628135714466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJZumr5k7qI/AAAAAAAAABg/1uRd8zettY0/s320/Ashley+and+Lamar+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up on the bling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJZupk7iYeI/AAAAAAAAABo/D5m2Df_XIlo/s1600-h/Ashley+and+Lamar+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230489677804495330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJZupk7iYeI/AAAAAAAAABo/D5m2Df_XIlo/s320/Ashley+and+Lamar+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJZuf7ez0yI/AAAAAAAAABQ/iXQ_ACCZ3VE/s1600-h/Ashley+and+Lamar+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230489512059327266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJZuf7ez0yI/AAAAAAAAABQ/iXQ_ACCZ3VE/s320/Ashley+and+Lamar+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJZutxgrsWI/AAAAAAAAABw/loysmh9b7zY/s1600-h/Ashley+and+Lamar+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230489749900996962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJZutxgrsWI/AAAAAAAAABw/loysmh9b7zY/s320/Ashley+and+Lamar+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all the best for their wedding in the Dominican Republic next April!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-433969132267802525?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/433969132267802525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=433969132267802525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/433969132267802525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/433969132267802525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/08/lamar-ashley.html' title='Lamar &amp; Ashley'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SJZujvmfU0I/AAAAAAAAABY/r0r7C8_4Vrk/s72-c/Ashley+and+Lamar+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-4482041146060249976</id><published>2008-07-21T22:43:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:47:09.448-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ego trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oooooooooooh... I'm on such a high from all the nice compliments people are getting on my photos! My ego is going to outgrow the rest of me soon. :D Here's another one from Saturday to hold me over until I can get some posted from earlier in the summer. Today it's my favorite from the shoot, but I seem to change my mind everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SIU72dDlnzI/AAAAAAAAABA/gAG73gBHmPo/s1600-h/Amanda+and+Neal+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225648749331980082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SIU72dDlnzI/AAAAAAAAABA/gAG73gBHmPo/s320/Amanda+and+Neal+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-4482041146060249976?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/4482041146060249976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=4482041146060249976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4482041146060249976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/4482041146060249976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/07/ego-trip.html' title='ego trip'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SIU72dDlnzI/AAAAAAAAABA/gAG73gBHmPo/s72-c/Amanda+and+Neal+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-134227204648755862</id><published>2008-07-21T17:57:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T18:05:36.293-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the deadline for deadlines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Finished both sets of engagement pictures on the weekend and was 100% thrilled to be done "everyone else's" photos and look forward to taking my own during vacation next week. Then, this morning, it poured rain... I mean POURED RAIN... and I emailed a friend of mine who has agreed to a trash-the-dress session and somehow convinced her to do it in the pouring rain!!! We're actually looking at tomorrow or Wednesday since it's supposed to rain all week and I am all excited once again!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SIT5hZrymaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/nBiz40EFLYs/s1600-h/Amanda+and+Neal+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225575819882174882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SIT5hZrymaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/nBiz40EFLYs/s320/Amanda+and+Neal+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime, here's one of the engagement pics that I was supposed to be working on the other night. The Sunday session asked that I wait until after the wedding in August to post her pics as we have a lot of friends in common and she wants them to be a surprise in a slide show, so here's the Saturday lovebirds. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-134227204648755862?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/134227204648755862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=134227204648755862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/134227204648755862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/134227204648755862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/07/deadline-for-deadlines.html' title='the deadline for deadlines'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SIT5hZrymaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/nBiz40EFLYs/s72-c/Amanda+and+Neal+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-7593748100208845144</id><published>2008-07-16T21:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:37:11.158-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SH6T5iutqdI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Q0qIydsebWo/s1600-h/Stepping+Back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223775234580916690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SH6T5iutqdI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Q0qIydsebWo/s320/Stepping+Back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ooooooohh... lookit that. A picture. Who knew!  Somewhere near Hubbards, Nova Scotia. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went with some friends of mine to take engagement pictures that I'm supposed to be working on right now, but I find myself blogging instead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-7593748100208845144?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/7593748100208845144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=7593748100208845144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/7593748100208845144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/7593748100208845144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/07/ooooooohh.html' title=''/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FpSNz0oqrsU/SH6T5iutqdI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Q0qIydsebWo/s72-c/Stepping+Back.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612251524262599715.post-2758135685376060377</id><published>2008-07-16T21:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:28:40.347-03:00</updated><title type='text'>these new-fangled devices</title><content type='html'>Hmmm... so it seems I'm a blogger. I guess taking pictures isn't ALL I want to do then, now is it? I wonder if All I Usually Want To Do Unless I'm scrapbooking, playing Warcraft, or Blogging is Take Pictures and Even Then I'd Usually Rather Be.... nah... it'll hafta do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5612251524262599715-2758135685376060377?l=alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/feeds/2758135685376060377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5612251524262599715&amp;postID=2758135685376060377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/2758135685376060377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5612251524262599715/posts/default/2758135685376060377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliwanttodoistakepictures.blogspot.com/2008/07/these-new-fangled-devices.html' title='these new-fangled devices'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055901424628437683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
