A Dog for Jesus

I wish someone had given Jesus a dog.
As loyal and loving as mine.
To sleep by His manger and gaze in His eyes
And adore Him for being divine.

As our Lord grew to manhood His faithful dog,
Would have followed Him all through the day.
While He preached to the crowds and made the sick well
And knelt in the garden to pray.

It is sad to remember that Christ went away.
To face death alone and apart.
With no tender dog following close behind,
To comfort its Master’s Heart.

And when Jesus rose on that Easter morn,
How happy He would have been,
As His dog kissed His hand and barked it’s delight,
For The One who died for all men.

Well, the Lord has a dog now, I just sent Him mine,
The old pal so dear to me.
And I smile through my tears on this first day alone,
Knowing they’re in eternity.

Day after day, the whole day through,
Wherever my road inclined,
Four feet said, “Wait, I’m coming with you!”
And trotted along behind.

~ by Rudyard Kipling

I haven’t been doing much photography lately; The last few weeks have been taken up mostly with geeky computer stuff and website designs… all very good but it keeps you glued to the computer monitor and stops you from going out there in the big blue yonder to do what you love most – Photography!!!

I was going through the backlog of the gerzillion tons of photos that has yet to be processed in my archive, and found this little gem! I love the nightlife (I

know these words are the begining to a disco tune and I am trying very hard not to burst into a song & dance number) and I love Soho. But especially so at night – Soho comes alive with the myriad of colours, people and characters.

Must try and find some time to do more night shoots in Soho before winter sets in. By the way, I was debating on whether to keep this as a black & white shot or in colour. Settled in the end for a black & white version. What do you think?

The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action; and till action, lust
Is perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust;
Enjoyed no sooner but despised straight;
Past reason hunted and no sooner had,
Past reason hated as a swallowed bait
Laid on purpose to make the taker mad:
Mad in pursuit, and in possession so;
Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme;
A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe;
Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream.
…All this the world well knows; yet none knows well
…To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell.

by William Shakespeare

My dear friends Becca and Steve got married on Thursday 9th July, and I had the pleasure of photographing the wedding with my best buddy/collaborator/partner-in-crime/colleague Randall Murrow.

Codenamed fondly “The Wedding In The Cow Pastures” by me; following a beautiful wedding ceremony at the Leatherhead Register Office, everyone retired to a field on the outskirts of town for the al fresco celebrations. Having had a slight setback with the generator failing within its first hour of operation

(which had to be replaced. BIG thanks to Tristan for organizing and driving all the way to Crawley to pick up the second generator!!!), the party very quickly went full swing!!! Plenty of food, drink, cake, and dancing, the evening ended with the released of 50 paper lanterns, lit by the guests, into the sky…. It was truly magical!!!

The photo above is Becca with her little nephew – Cheeky little munki he is!! More photos to come.