The south is known for its cotton fields and Alabama has it's share. I got to experience them through the eyes of a child when a grandmother told me her granddaughter wanted to have her photograph taken in a cotton field. It was an extremely hot and muggy mid day but that was soon forgotten when we entered the field of white. Watching this sweet innocent child excitedly picking cotton with her eyes wide in amazement at the unexpected softness thrilled me. Jordyn was a joy and a delight to work with.

There is something special about the times considered the golden hours in photography. Those early morning or just before sunset minutes when everything slows down and you can almost hear the earth sighing. It is a beautiful time that makes for stunning photographs. I was fortunate enough to capture those fleeting moments in the early morning sunrise on the Coosa River.

One of the many small towns that dot this area hosts a Trade Day event every weekend. In a wide open area filled with booths people come to sell their wares. Walking through the crowded lanes I saw this gentleman selling dream catchers and other Indian items. I noticed his weathered face with the clear blue eyes and had to attempt capturing a photo.