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Friday, September 30, 2011
Stopping Traffic
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Thursday, September 22, 2011
I Finally Launched My Website
I was finally able to launch my website for my photography business! I am still in the process of updating my portfolio, but here it is!
Go check it out! :)
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Thursday, September 15, 2011
Model Behavior
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"Pet" the Dragonfly
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Monday, September 12, 2011
The Song of Wandering Aengus by W.B. Yeats
THE SONG OF WANDERING AENGUS
by: W.B. Yeats
Went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.
When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And some one called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.
Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.
by: W.B. Yeats
Went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.
When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And some one called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.
Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.
*this photograph is my interpretation of this poem.*
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Just Saying Hello!
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