IT'S STUDIO TIME..........

It's getting cold outside......so, you know what that means.....well, more pictures taken in the studio. :) I prefer to shoot outside but I can also have a lot of fun in the studio. I absolutely love to create art in my photos. Sometimes I'll go overboard in saturating the color or darken my shadows a little too much. I'm not a typical photographer.....I enjoy having my own look and creating my own thing. You're not going to get typical photos out of me! No siree!! If your looking for typical portraits you might want to visit Sears....lol. So anyway, these are a few I've been working on this week. God Bless.

ISN'T SHE LOVELY.................

Yes, this is my baby girl...................she's growing up and sometimes it really catches me by surprise. I'm not buying size 6 mos baby clothes and fuzzy little crib toys for her anymore. Yes, just the other day she asked me when she could start wearing makeup. Sigh...... There's no turning back now.... So, I have to face the truth. She's growing up and there is nothing we can do about it!!!! She has ALWAYS looked like her daddy.....same eyes, blonde hair, they even think the same way. But as I look at these pictures, I am happy to see a slight glimpse of me in that beautiful face. Maybe it's her smile or the way she holds herself. As she belts out a belly laugh, I have to grin........she sounds just like me. :) So folks, yes, I am enjoying my daughter..................I couldn't have asked for a better one. ;)

Landon......Missy.......Lucas.....Make Three!!!

There Are Worse Things Than Barak Obama........

I sat watching the elections at my father-n-laws house..........praying for God's will and praying for my father-n-law. You see, my dad (because he really was my dad) sat in his bed propped up by pillows was fighting to breathe. As the nation cast their vote and made their choice, we weren't sure if he had an hour left, maybe two......even the night. And I was soooooo thankful he didn't have to know who had won. You see, my dad was an old school, country loving, patriotic retired United States Marine. He loved his country and he loved his family more than anything. And most important of all, he loved Jesus.

My dad was diagnosed with stage 4 throat cancer almost two years ago. Yes, that's right, stage 4.......and two years ago. The doctors gave him 6 months if that. The night he first got sick, he lay in the hospital bed not really knowing what was wrong with him. But he knew something was wrong. That night, he bowed his head and prayed and asked the Lord to come into his heart and save him. He was immediately saved..........and also immediately delivered from alcohol and smoking. He had smoked and drank heavily for over 50 years. He never touched either one again. Later that week, he was diagnosed and decided that he would not take chemo or radiation. He would go when the Lord said it was time. He lasted 2 years on his faith in Jesus Christ and the love of his family and pets.

My dad was my breakfast buddy.....................and my mushroom hunter. We shared a love for morels; he was the one to teach me how to clean them and cook them.....of course only if I was willing to cook him some. :) And I was always willing.

My dad died on November 5th, 2008 at around 12:04 p.m. At home (he never once had to go to the hospital again) with his entire family by his side......his son Buster holding one hand and my husband holding the other. His wife gently carassing his face and telling him how much she loved him. That's how he died. So peacefully, we weren't even really sure exactly when it happened. He just went home to meet his Saviour.

So yeah, I think there are worse things than Barak Obama....................even though I know he's with the Lord............I'm going to miss him terribly.

RICHARD R. "BUTCH" JOHNSON

My dad

Vote McCain/Palin.............Vote!

Tomorrow is such an important day..................Election Day. What a blessing to be able to vote for the people that we believe in, that we know will have our best interest at heart. America's heart. I'm not voting for the candidate that I think will put more money in my pocket (that's my responsibilty). I'm a capitalist........that means I have the RIGHT to work hard, the RIGHT to achieve my dreams and the RIGHT to save my money or spend my money. My God-given American RIGHT. Why do you think so many people want to live in America? Even with all it's crime, abortions, diversity, racism, homosexuality and such, America is still the most desired land to live in. Why? Because we're the land of the FREE. A freedom that was won by the blood of our men and women. We had to FIGHT for it. And here we are again, fighting for it. The right to be free. The right to remain a Republic. As you can see, I have posted my choice of candidate. Why? He's Pro-Gun, Anti-Abortion, Pro-Traditional Marriage; just like me. I care more about these issues then the so-called "tax breaks" being promised that may put a whole $300 more in your pocket. Yes folks, let's sell our souls for $300. Pray for our nation. Pray for God's will. And God's will could very well be Barak Obama. Because God will give the people the leader that they deserve. God Bless.