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Month: July 2011
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My head is throbbing. I shade my eyes from the glare of light. Two African violets in a white plastic margarine container sit beside the window. Bubble gum pink and indigo violet blossoms opening. I go to the window. Brushed steel lines the window glass, cold under my fingers. How long was I sleeping? I…
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It is deep night. The hair sticks to the back of my neck. The fan stands in the corner, whirring and sputtering. It complains of the heat as much as I do. I cannot sleep. A black curtain of summer drapes itself over my shoulders and the rest of the room, daring me to move.…
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urban behaviour ©Leigh-Anne Fraser 2011 ©Leigh-Anne Fraser 2011 ©Leigh-Anne Fraser 2011
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love The doors stood wide open. I could see the long rays of afternoon sunlight reaching through from the space between the barn boards. Queen Anne’s lace and sunflowers dotted the unused paddock. The weather vane, an old heron, dipped its head towards the east, waiting for sunrise already. The rich crimson red walls wrapped…
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I have known Anita & Bob and their beautiful family for many years now and it was a great honour to be able to take photographs on their special day. Here is a sneak peek from the day:
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I had such a nice time taking photos with this family… I did their portraits a year ago, but then a little babe came along… and he is adorable! they all are. ©Leigh-Anne Fraser 2011
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©Leigh-Anne Fraser 2011
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I thought I would take some time and highlight some of my favorite portraits that I have taken through the years. I have taken mostly portraits of friends and family, and it is only in the past year or so that I have started doing portraits for others. I am enjoying have the opportunity to…
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sometimes there are no words no words for the angels who wear new wings no words for the heart that touched many lives throughout many years no words for those left behind heavy with sorrow and loss. sometimes there are simply no words for the life lived sweetly with strength for the life lived and…
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Waiting for your voice to reach me, I lay in darkness and hold my breath To slow the pounding beat of my heart ~ Gracie perched on the wooden window sill with one leg dangling from the second floor. She stretched her bare foot and rubbed her heel on the rough brick. The maple tree…
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