The Grace of GraciePortland, OR The true grace of Gracie wasn't merely her mighty leaps into the air at phantom faeries, nor her long, balletic slides at ends of hallways. No, the grace of Gracie was simply that Gracie was. ©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0) - Karen Hutton

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NibbleMountain View, CA

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Scamper.

Hey You!Mountain View, CA

Yeah... you, with the birthday. I'm tawkin't YOUS. Here's the deal. I want you to have the best day EVAH!! I mean it... E-VAH!!
And when yer man gets home, jump his bones. I mean it... JUMP!

Now g'on and have yerself a fantastic day.
You look mawvelous. I mean it... MAWVELOUS!!

Gotta go. I'm hungry. No kiddin! HAWN-GREE.

The Grace of GraciePortland, OR

The true grace of Gracie wasn't merely her mighty leaps into the air at phantom faeries, nor her long, balletic slides at ends of hallways.
No, the grace of Gracie was simply that Gracie was.

©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)

Hush Now Sweet CharlottePortland, OR

An impish beginner of tussles and grunts and growls and spats...
Charlotte was power to Gracie's finesse.
But after a morning of leapin'
It came time for sleepin'
Right after she checked on the faeries.

©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)

The Dreamin' TreeAuburn, CA

For you, place of wonder, a place to call your own; to shade you from the hot, hot sun, and shelter you from storms. A place to seek - and find - your own deep wisdom, one will light your way and keep you safe. A place of your own that will travel with you and glow in the night, but only when you want it to. Where you can invite whomever... or nobody at all.

It's a dreamin' tree... where wishes come true, so dream well.

The MightyAuburn, CA

I am here; well before you arrive, long after you are gone.
I support the earth; it exists around me.
I hold back the sun and it does not burn me.
I am many hundreds to your so very few years.
I welcome you openly to share in my protection and in my wisdom,
if you wish it to be so.

I am... The Mighty.

©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)

I Bled For This PictureAuburn, CA

I love oak trees. I usually like shooting them from underneath or 'inside' them,so this was something different.

We had to hike across a large field filled with thigh-high start thistle in 100 degree heat. I can honestly say that I bled for this shot! But I giggled as I did, because I kept remembering a good friend's advice to "Embrace the Horror." The simple theory goes... when the going gets tough - enjoy it! Because that's where your story is that you'll tell later. Not in the easy going... "Oh it was point and shoot, no big." yawn. But in the "I bled for this shot" story you tell later.

So the next time things start going south for ya, no more whining! Pay attention. Take notes. And imagine how FANTASTIC that story is going be over a long, cool one at the end of the day. Embrace the horror, baby!

©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)

The Grace of Gracie

Portland, OR

The true grace of Gracie wasn't merely her mighty leaps into the air at phantom faeries, nor her long, balletic slides at ends of hallways.
No, the grace of Gracie was simply that Gracie was.

©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)