Shannon Gurney Photoblog

Abby Jo & The rest of the gang

Abby Jo.  Is that not the cutest name ever...so spunky!

I got a call to schedule Abby Jo's 4 month session and I was so excited.  I really don't get to photograph that many babies...at least not recently.  I left home early knowing how far of a drive it would be - totally planned ahead for traffic.  You know the drill.

The drill let me down.

Before arriving at this gang's house...I fought a traffic jam on the interstate and a detour for a road closed (one I needed to be driving on!).  By the time I actually arrived at their house, I was more than a little behind on time.  I hate that!

Luckily, this little gal was a complete doll (all 10 pounds of her - she was a preemie).  She made all the stress of getting to my destination vanish in a second.  It's funny how a sweet, innocent baby can do that.  She totally gave me baby fever.

Meet little Abby Jo and the rest of her gang, including her favorite pooch, Twister.

 

I told you she was adorable...

 

Just check out those pink lips!  Aren't they yummy!

 

 

She was fussing a tiny bit in this one and they totally circled the troops around her to make sure she was okay.  It was so sweet!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Already getting in on the Christmas spirit...you have to be prepared, you know.

 

 

For some reason, I'm on a texture kick...but with this shot, it was getting a little too dark to shoot anyway so the photo was a bit grainy...  The texture sorta makes the shot (at least for me it does).

Oh, I can't forget this little gal...

MEET TWISTER!

 

Twister likes to smile.  Yes, I'm serious.  She may look like a ferocious little devil, but in truth she's just showing us her pearly whites!

I had a great time you guys!

Riley & Preston

So, you saw a preview of these guys already...

Are they not the most adorable little fellas you've ever seen?  It seems like everywhere I turn lately, I'm running into people with either a Pug or a Boston Terrier.  They must be good dogs, right?  I guess I should do some research...

All I know is these two were a barrel of laughs.  I seriously wanted to take them home with me - poor Riley nearly hyperventilated during our session.  We kept having to stop walking and take a few breaks so he wouldn't pass out!  THAT, in itself, was cute...or at least I thought so...

I mean, just look at him...  aw, shucks...you know you want to take him home with you...

AND then, there's Preston...

So outgoing and energetic, but well-behaved at the same time...  I think I need some more pooches around my place, what do you think?

Rasta

So, yeah, my sister is really into Bob Marley.  It's a little strange since she's only 20 years old.  Funny how, the kids these days are totally into all the music we grew up with and loved. That being said...Carly got a new  puppy - rescued it from the human society in her college town, and named it Rasta after the reggae/Jamaican "rastafarian".

nice.

She hid the puppy from my mom, who pays for everything she does, and only told a few select people (one of those select people being her wonderful sister - ME).  I was actually a little bit excited for her, but mostly because I love puppy dogs.  This weekend she came home for a Father's Day visit and brought her puppy with her.  Don't worry, I blabbed to Mom a week ago!  I know, bad sister! BAD!

Check out Rasta in all her puppy glory.

And in honor of Rasta's namesake...here's a favorite Bob Marley song of mine:

Life in the country

I'm sure many of you folks out there live in the country.  If you do, you probably already know there's a surprise around every corner.  I'm really not exaggerating either (for those of you living in the city).  On any given day, Ty is at the door with frogs, lizards, worms, and other creepy crawly things wanting to bring them in for me to see.  If you're not into this stuff, I completely understand.  But, somehow, I was blessed with little boys.  Oh, believe me, I'm not complaining.  In fact, I'm not really sure I'd be able to handle little girls...unless, of course, they didn't like pink and were able to get dirty now and then without squealing.  I've never been a girly girl if you know what I mean.  I was always the tomboy in the bunch playing every sport imaginable and loving to be outside.  I'm definitely not afraid to get dirty - although my husband may disagree a bit.  When I say get dirty, I really mean getting dirty while playing - NOT WORKING!  That's different, of course.

So, anyway, last night was no different from any other night.  We were all outside enjoying the nice weather, driving our golf cart through trails in the woods, listening to music, visiting with the neighbors, and various other things when we discovered these...

is he not the absolute cutest thing ever...so cuddly...

This big guy wasn't shy at all.  We actually brought him in the house to crawl around the living room so the kids could get a really close look at him.

Josh says there's a trick to telling the age of a turtle, but we couldn't remember what it was.  Anyone have a clue?

Meet Pearl.

She's the old gal dog next door who loves to come visit us from time to time.  AND then, there's our sweet Josie who has decided it's more fun at Pearl's house and pretty much stays there most of the time...luckily they like having her around.

She's getting a little gray, too.  But she sure is a pretty girl, isn't she...
I don't have a photo of Zipper (our black lab) to share today since she's usually riding in the golf cart with us.  If we hop out so does she and the second we're back in, she's right there with us...Big turkey - who would've thought a dog liked riding shotgun in a golf cart.

Okay, so maybe these last six photos weren't taken here on our land.  They were taken at Bella's birthday party at the little country zoo down the street.  But, you never know what might show up around here.  I'm just keeping you guessing a bit.  After all, we did catch 4 tadpoles, a couple of toads, a snake (tiny one), and the baby rabbit and turtle all in one evening.