Hand made jewelry

So, Valentines day was getting real close and I was mulling over gift ideas for my wife and daughter. The day before "V-day" I heard a suggestion to check out a local jewelry designer, and realized this could be just the ticket. I went to her hand made jewelry shop that afternoon. The designer, Cathy Green, guided me through here numerous creations helping me make my selection from among the many on display. I even bought a third piece for a future holiday. I carefully viewed all the styles and settled on an oriental piece for my daughter (she's fascinated with other cultures), and a lasso style necklace of pink stones for my wife. These gifts were a hit and I was the hero that day! During the course of all this Cathy asked if I would make some promotional photographs for her. So a few weeks later we got together with a couple beautiful young models and made some images. If you want your sweetheart to beam (like mine did), check out this designer in Fort Collins, Colorado (970) 407-1487. The name of here business? Jewelry Inspired by the Wonderment of Life.

Timberline Edge

The church I attend has added a service to it's list of venue's with a little more POW! The Timberline Edge. Lights, smoke, faster beat to the music. They asked me to make some photographs that would convey the feeling of this new worship experience.

Photographing musicians is fun for me. Probably because Id like to be one of them, but I've discovered, sadly I'm best as an appreciator and not a participator. Timberline church has grown from 200 people in the mid 80's to over 5000 people now. I've been part of this congregation since I was born in the ... um... somewhere in the 60's. In those days we went to church twice on Sundays, and Wednesday and Thursday nights. I remember every Sunday at 6PM a television show I loved was on (The Wonderful World of Disney). I would watch until torn away at 6:35 to go to church. As a little kid, I was always sad to miss half that show. I remember praying that Mom and Dad would decide to skip church, and I could finish the program (Yeah... cause' that happened like once every year or two). Sometimes it would get to be 6:40 and hope would rise... but then I'd hear the call. Funny how kids think. I did enjoy Sunday night church though, and going out with friends afterward. That was always more fun than that final half hour of Disney.