taking flight

 It feels good to be back to shooting.

I almost forgot the joy I receive being behind my lens. 

Tully

I lost my voice

The connection between my heart and my words shut down the day we lost Tully.

I couldn’t trust my emotions anymore because they came in like a storm and blew me off course.

I lost my constant companion, the little joyful spirit that fed my soul with happiness and joy.

No more fluffy rubs between her ears and dancing with her in the studio, 

No more listening to her low sleepy snores, and watching her curl into a tight ball on our bed,

No more coming home to a bouncing wagging so happy you’re home bundle of love.

She made us laugh when she carried her food bowl in her mouth around the house and plopped it down with a thud hoping we noticed that she wanted us to fill it again.

She made us laugh when she barked at the sailboats and attempted to herd them, or when she ran out of the house full force and scared away the geese from the lawn.

She made us laugh when we watched her open xmas presents with her teeth and her paws or when she ran through the house with the toilet paper unrolling behind her.

She made us happy to watch her sitting up tall in the gator doing errands with dad.

She had a big personality and she was very smart

When I was photographing with my tripod she would sit next to me and never move even when the birds were close, she knew to be still when the camera came out. She even froze when a chipmunk came within inches and they just starred at each other. 

She loved her walks on the beach and the wonderful smells along the way,

She would run down the dock and leap into my arms while I was in the kayak. If I went without her she would run along the beach barking at me the whole way. 

Tully taught me what unconditional love feels like and now she is teaching me how to let go. I'm struggling with this lesson but I must be making progress because here I am.

I’m finding my voice once again.