...because:
...my name was too long
...I didn't just want to update you on my life, but rather focus more on heart-matters, God-lessons
...my heart had the vision, so I go, and then it was confirmed by Higher, so I go.
Here you have it: http://www.damsel-arise.blogspot.com/
Deborah Isabel
Friday, December 9, 2011
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Surprise, Surprise!
No, I'm not constantly leaving my family to go celebrate friends ceremonial passings into this stage or that. I have had more of these at recent though, I do admit. Derek and I go with friends to Martinsburg Ohio for a wedding, I hop in a car with three other young ladies and head to Holmes County after the event. Cherie and Kelsey sneak out of the house while Christy opens presents and pick me up. We screech with excitement!!! Walk in the house with whispers and an attempt at "natural".She just opened her new feather pen, and isn't about to look up to see who walks in. We roll the camera and try to gracefully get her attention, finally she looks up to answer a question...I stand and smile... eyes turn big and round, jaw drops, we burst into laughter...SURPRISE! I don't have much time tonight to say how totally wonderful the weekend was...seeing all kinds of friends, and oh,....late nights, laughs, biscotti, cheese cake, blessings, tears, presents...CELEBRATE!
They sing... beautifully. |
The pen. |
Cousins, having almost too much fun. |
The next morning, after biscotti, coffee, and breakfast casserole, we look at old pictures to display on walls for the Bat Mitzvah. |
The Aunts make us laugh, and support their maturing nieces. |
Monica wraps the breath-taking gift with sting, |
We step out the short walk to the church to decorate and prepare food, fall crisp air joining us on our course. |
Memories... |
We make coffee filter flowers to cover yellow duct tape. |
The mother and queen of ceremony prepares food. |
The Lady we honor this night as she steps into a new stage of beautiful womanhood. |
We walk back home to powder and primp ourselves for the special event |
Our dressing chamber. |
Cherie dear charms us with her beautiful handwriting and direction-giving ability. :) |
Practice and prayer. |
Sweet friends come, bless, and celebrate. |
I don't believe I've ever seen so much creative brown paper packages in my life. |
Blessings written here. |
Key to the dear heart is given to her father. |
And he's touched...sweet. |
Beautiful heart-felt solo. |
"magnify" violin solo. |
Four different kinds of cheesecake? That's the way to celebrate a going into womanhood. |
Christy is so much fun to buy gifts for, and to watch open them, for she is a woman of many passions, and pours her whole heart into all. |
She got an overdoes of chocolate. |
Amazing gifts. |
Dessert tables. |
Perhaps crazy pictures are cheesy, but fairly natural for this group. This was after we cleaned up from the whipped cream dousing. :) |
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
2011 Students.
Purpose of shoot: Try out new camera and reflector, as well as pictures to use for decoration purposes in our school/craft room, and lastly, I feel like my siblings are all growing up so fast that I should take them on weekly photoshoots.
I give you my poised and expressive sister, and the beauty of evening sun. |
Grace is the third grader in our small school. Mother is her personal tutor...and on busy days Big, graduated, brother is her second teacher. (Only if work doesn't call him elsewhere) |
Eugene takes the camera and Kyle handles the reflector for a few of yours truly. I am the Senior in the house this year, and enjoying doing mostly reading for this last year of formal education. |
Dolley Madison is a personal hero... I picked up her Biography at the Library the day before the shoot as a part of my history and decided it to be a descriptive personal prop. |
Oh Eugene.....our 11th grade student. He excels in always getting things done...and on time..in school. |
Eugene says something that amuses them.... |
The sun was becoming less and less as we posed for a few self- timer shots before heading home for supper. |
"Are there not five Miller children?" you may ask. "Yes, indeed, but only four still in school." I reply for those curious of the sudden subtraction |
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