Emily Photography

A Bundle of Joy

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>There is this thing with parents and dog owners, that always makes them show images of their loved ones. </b>Being a proud dog owner, as much as I try to resist the urge to share too much, sometimes i just fail. To be honest, most of the images I have are of my dog Beni, and I could easily fill a whole new blog with images from him. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">On the other hand I want to celebrate the fact that I have him in my life. Dogs give us so much and ask for very little in return. They are there for us in ways no other living being ever will be. It's the calm they provide, the energy they share and instincts they have.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I think animals in general are great photo subjects, and you can learn a lot about portrait photography when taking pictures of them.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US">We are drawn to dogs because they are the uninhibited creatures that we could very well be ourselves if we weren't compressed by the heavy rules of life.  They fight for honor at the first challenge, are brave just because they are, and they do not, for all their great instincts, appear to know about death. Being such wonderfully uncomplicated beings, they need us to do their worrying.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>click on the images for a bigger view</i><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik0bGBpadJ9iW3k0VbEz3mdbkI5ZDSg2f5zso7S5w5TF45H22BSgrzNkAaHZwD2B4wCf5J1zuV8xoGZRW-XUWpB857WXd-S8mBOMipYW2KL4uBC9gHImkMLzsuTOQmVmTItp_jwTwfbpY/s1600/IMG_0008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik0bGBpadJ9iW3k0VbEz3mdbkI5ZDSg2f5zso7S5w5TF45H22BSgrzNkAaHZwD2B4wCf5J1zuV8xoGZRW-XUWpB857WXd-S8mBOMipYW2KL4uBC9gHImkMLzsuTOQmVmTItp_jwTwfbpY/s1600/IMG_0008.jpg" /></a></div><i></i><br /><a name="more"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpOHuRpJ2HJ3i9iLEEWrZappums8why_dG92jD3awl4ygJLdcKaGW4aL56VIyVu4j_i_WVPnzsSOmr56sjyhTB2TgVkL-sZ2g9BRpQ9_2Eoc2d9WtRszu6yF4QYX2HYniIz1GFCxHeMHg/s1600/IMG_0054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpOHuRpJ2HJ3i9iLEEWrZappums8why_dG92jD3awl4ygJLdcKaGW4aL56VIyVu4j_i_WVPnzsSOmr56sjyhTB2TgVkL-sZ2g9BRpQ9_2Eoc2d9WtRszu6yF4QYX2HYniIz1GFCxHeMHg/s1600/IMG_0054.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij7m4mW4BzTk68JBXQ-YcrKBwc6zqPFR651mFBuLioI73sNbvUe9Eu9ZnCjdEnxIIsbjUCQrNvDC61-AuM6S9pl5cchLyJUR9FCzJIpLZykmi7tZ2r2By01HAKaFrhqqaoiljqrll6hTI/s1600/IMG_0049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij7m4mW4BzTk68JBXQ-YcrKBwc6zqPFR651mFBuLioI73sNbvUe9Eu9ZnCjdEnxIIsbjUCQrNvDC61-AuM6S9pl5cchLyJUR9FCzJIpLZykmi7tZ2r2By01HAKaFrhqqaoiljqrll6hTI/s1600/IMG_0049.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US">The great pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself too.  ~ <i>Samuel Butler, Notebooks, 1912</i></span></div></div>

A Bundle of Joy

There is this thing with parents and dog owners, that always makes them show images of their loved ones. Being a proud dog owner, as much as...

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Wedding portrait of Reynaldo Morales and Isabel Hernandez 1930

Wedding portrait of Reynaldo Morales and Isabel Hernandez 1930

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Little Alexei

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhUkVVDQbYhrcojLahanheDGNZ84wANUPE785IV1QAkLBdv5dPvHHoKOJVn9l_8rI_dzdvdzaTf69BmergenwK34-LaUtdJDRJYalHmNIBYRWywnyRbCFJJ8Y-GcL6cgTgedCx0vn7Q5AJ/s1600/Alexei.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhUkVVDQbYhrcojLahanheDGNZ84wANUPE785IV1QAkLBdv5dPvHHoKOJVn9l_8rI_dzdvdzaTf69BmergenwK34-LaUtdJDRJYalHmNIBYRWywnyRbCFJJ8Y-GcL6cgTgedCx0vn7Q5AJ/s1600/Alexei.jpg" /></a></div><a href="http://beholdthebarbarianblood.tumblr.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">via</a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexei_Nikolaevich,_Tsarevich_of_Russia" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Alexei Nikolaevich</a></b> (12 August 1904  – 17 July 1918) of the House of Romanov, was the Tsesarevich and heir apparent to the throne of the Russian Empire. </div></div>

Little Alexei

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Rustic Landscape Images

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>I feel like the time has come to return to brighter days.</b> And since that is not possible with images taken right now, I suggest that for this post we travel back to early spring last year. This week's theme at the Friday My Town Shoot Out is Rustic Details, and these landscape images are full of them. This location is a 20 minute drive away from Mostar.</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>click on the images for a bigger view</i><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL5sPswppATWOJgjoYolxIO_SJyopYTCnY66XOyOyPMglwQgdnt4QCCy1JYS4PvONd0gAV_IuIesJVizepNEoDaJ-7UskOgW4527MhSbqRN-UMefpc-vdQxLRS0-N6WVhOBRlB0ch2qf0/s1600/IMG_03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL5sPswppATWOJgjoYolxIO_SJyopYTCnY66XOyOyPMglwQgdnt4QCCy1JYS4PvONd0gAV_IuIesJVizepNEoDaJ-7UskOgW4527MhSbqRN-UMefpc-vdQxLRS0-N6WVhOBRlB0ch2qf0/s1600/IMG_03.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><a name="more"></a><div style="text-align: justify;">There is also something else about this place. It is believed that an old Illyrian tribe, called Daorsi, lived here. You can find remnants of the walls all over the hills. The Daorsi lived in the valley of the Neretva River between 300 BC and 50 BC.<br /><br /><sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-coe_5-0"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daorson#cite_note-coe-5"></a></sup></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHvdm73MUsHamH0D-y2dJ5rSuSe8SRTuQsXnuQclpsp0Ly2d6SJqBEmjCdxIMZDy_OoiDTQXa5Jkyg_sXj4Z33s3Q17d-SLSq9gdJXZs7wXc11CI3TeBPjf8B_C98iPCcCGyZqSlGSypU/s1600/IMG_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHvdm73MUsHamH0D-y2dJ5rSuSe8SRTuQsXnuQclpsp0Ly2d6SJqBEmjCdxIMZDy_OoiDTQXa5Jkyg_sXj4Z33s3Q17d-SLSq9gdJXZs7wXc11CI3TeBPjf8B_C98iPCcCGyZqSlGSypU/s1600/IMG_01.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrqcTLqYSjQ1VNl04VolDpdz_T7JDO0kJNZMp-4dYIZ8Y9oz0QPb-_l-CSgy4OLWLeLY_aynjafP00JrNjnNhEJmSrSc3TcUf1tVz4P-r-84rQisi6ma29uC1D04yPaYtzRWo7a3ynsEE/s1600/IMG_02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrqcTLqYSjQ1VNl04VolDpdz_T7JDO0kJNZMp-4dYIZ8Y9oz0QPb-_l-CSgy4OLWLeLY_aynjafP00JrNjnNhEJmSrSc3TcUf1tVz4P-r-84rQisi6ma29uC1D04yPaYtzRWo7a3ynsEE/s1600/IMG_02.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp9BLVu7eoHr1kZ4MZxR0z99inpJoZ-HUxoP-qE3aFifDxYXtO9ddwPjqCMUZei981ZwtA_zecXdaGQjeONIuE-ROc0hsx9ggaQgLUILiVRZhsABxPuStipN4iTdo2k1iXmP08VTZFRE8/s1600/IMG_04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp9BLVu7eoHr1kZ4MZxR0z99inpJoZ-HUxoP-qE3aFifDxYXtO9ddwPjqCMUZei981ZwtA_zecXdaGQjeONIuE-ROc0hsx9ggaQgLUILiVRZhsABxPuStipN4iTdo2k1iXmP08VTZFRE8/s1600/IMG_04.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYiZwoSj61XvD3DtX7e76b4bE1v1kD7zFt6CUUnR0Femfm1st-5EslPLYxzHrM6uAPldL1d5U_KZzecXXypqyN1wfw2dcUzAK_jd2cpvNTN2dhGmVx5LCe3m7jELvVDiAn74vSBMzAFro/s1600/IMG_05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYiZwoSj61XvD3DtX7e76b4bE1v1kD7zFt6CUUnR0Femfm1st-5EslPLYxzHrM6uAPldL1d5U_KZzecXXypqyN1wfw2dcUzAK_jd2cpvNTN2dhGmVx5LCe3m7jELvVDiAn74vSBMzAFro/s1600/IMG_05.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /></div>

Rustic Landscape Images

I feel like the time has come to return to brighter days. And since that is not possible with images taken right now, I suggest that for th...

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Bathing beauties in the Gilded Age 1898

Bathing beauties in the Gilded Age 1898

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