After they pass. This post is a follow on from a blog I wrote just after my dog Bear passed away. At the time I engaged the services of Passing Paws to cremate and return Bear home to me, though it wasn’t recently that I knew that was even a service available to pet owners….
I’m writing this at the suggestion of some wonderful fellow photographers and animal lovers. This post is not for the faint hearted so only read on if you are ready to feel all the feels. My heart dog Bear passed away shortly into the new year and honestly I am struggling to deal. Hopefully this…
So much can happen in just a year. So much can happen in less than six months! It feels like ages ago now but it has only been only 4 months since I left my “day job” to pursue my pet photography business full time. Not very long in the scheme of things considering I…
I grew up on a large half acre block in Balga which, in the 70s, was on the outskirts of Perth suburbia. My parents purchased the land and built a home there after moving to the wild west from Sydney. And I will always have happy memories of freedom and space because of it. From…
In my previous life as service manager in a residential construction company, part of my role was to meet with customers that had queries, or even complaints, about their houses and then proceed to negotiate satisfactory outcomes with them. These meetings took place at their home as that obviously was the product we were discussing….
New Stuff!! New Stuff!! I’m so freaking excited to add this to my product offerings as we kick off a new financial year. You want to tell the story of your beloved pet. And while the above-the-mantle hero shot is glorious to behold, sometimes you need that extra something that expresses the different facets of…
So I’m a ceiling fixer by trade. And like any trade that means that at home I still have walls to build, un-sanded flushing, and decorating of said walls to do. Just like a mechanic’s significant other’s car being desperately in need of a service or the plumber with a dripping bathroom tap, I really…
“I think she likes you” Ann says as Mirrhi steps a paw from the table to my shoulder so she can get a really good sniff All around my head before commencing an investigation down my top (where she saw me put my lens cap… don’t ask, curvy girls know the drill). “Oh yeah, she…
The first time I saw a Dingo in the wild was while my husband and I were 4WD trekking with some friends to Mitchell Falls in the Kimberley in 2013. Much of that region is untouched, the distances are vast, and the beauty ruggedly magnificent. That vast emptiness is perfect for the shy Dingo, an…
So today really is the first day of the rest of my life. Yes, I know that’s trite but for me, in this moment at least, it is the truth. Last Friday I walked out of my job for the weekend for the last time. After 20 years in construction, fourteen of those on the…
