Thanks Dad

I was 7 when I took my first picture. It was a photograph of my sister sitting on my mother's lap...screaming! She was crying because my father told me I could take a picture with his camera but she could not. She was only 5 and not happy with either of us that day.

That day was important for me. It was the day I realized what I wanted to be when I grew up. It was the start of my passion for photography, for saving tiny moments in time forever!

It was my dad who gave me this gift....this life long love, and although he is no longer with us, I think of him everytime I pick up my camera, and miss him each day.

And as we finish off this year in which my business has grown so much, I want to say "Thanks Dad" to the man who started it all.