<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677414264507177106</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2010 00:22:27 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Beth Power Photography</title><description></description><link>http://blog.bethpowerphotography.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Beth)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677414264507177106.post-2678347463609990279</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 21:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-02T07:23:14.145+10:00</atom:updated><title>Spring is finally here!</title><description>Like my poor neglected blog, I seem to  have been in hibernation for the last few months. Luckily spring is finally here! I'm looking forward to warmer days though I'm sure it won't be long before everyone is complaining that it's too hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/SLxc6ZWS7RI/AAAAAAAAANc/b1qcklsrAko/s1600-h/isapinkhatflowersloveethereal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/SLxc6ZWS7RI/AAAAAAAAANc/b1qcklsrAko/s320/isapinkhatflowersloveethereal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241166224658984210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/SLxdHgg3ovI/AAAAAAAAANk/a9GHrQUri14/s1600-h/zoepinkhatflowerscu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/SLxdHgg3ovI/AAAAAAAAANk/a9GHrQUri14/s320/zoepinkhatflowerscu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241166449920680690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5677414264507177106-2678347463609990279?l=blog.bethpowerphotography.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.bethpowerphotography.com/2008/09/spring-is-finally-here.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Beth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/SLxc6ZWS7RI/AAAAAAAAANc/b1qcklsrAko/s72-c/isapinkhatflowersloveethereal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677414264507177106.post-1646556516657645730</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 21:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-02T11:35:23.903+10:00</atom:updated><title>Best Friends</title><description>Recently I got together with a local photographer friend, &lt;a style="color: #5588aa;" href="http://www.jennyruddlephotography.com/"&gt;Jenny Ruddle&lt;/a&gt;. It just so happened that on that day a package arrived with some new camera equipment so we had to try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of the resulting images. Two best friends - aren't they sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/SLxcPl_lyMI/AAAAAAAAANU/rsTRZ9zDcDI/s1600-h/ma1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/SLxcPl_lyMI/AAAAAAAAANU/rsTRZ9zDcDI/s320/ma1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241165489319037122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5677414264507177106-1646556516657645730?l=blog.bethpowerphotography.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.bethpowerphotography.com/2008/09/best-friends.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Beth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/SLxcPl_lyMI/AAAAAAAAANU/rsTRZ9zDcDI/s72-c/ma1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677414264507177106.post-1824478098219945097</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 08:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T07:06:44.974+10:00</atom:updated><title>New haircut</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being the slack mother that I am, I decided after 9 months that it was probably time to get the girls' hair cut. Isabelle only wanted a trim which still meant having a good 3" cut off. Zoe on the other hand decided to go for a completely new look and went from long hair to a bob. The bob really suits her so I was happy she decided she wanted to go that short again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She's just afraid that no one at school is going to recognise her. Some how I don't think that will be a problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R_HxGTc0N9I/AAAAAAAAANE/lt4lNdAqx_M/s1600-h/zoesnewhaircut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R_HxGTc0N9I/AAAAAAAAANE/lt4lNdAqx_M/s320/zoesnewhaircut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184189736682797010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5677414264507177106-1824478098219945097?l=blog.bethpowerphotography.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.bethpowerphotography.com/2008/04/new-haircut.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Beth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R_HxGTc0N9I/AAAAAAAAANE/lt4lNdAqx_M/s72-c/zoesnewhaircut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677414264507177106.post-5519346795921038627</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 08:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T07:06:45.780+10:00</atom:updated><title>Mr. B - Sneak Peek</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had the pleasure of taking Mr. B's photo when he was just  6 months old along with his  big sister A. It's amazing how quickly time flies and he's now  almost 14 months old!   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R_HvVzc0N7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/t0NxYjNFyKU/s1600-h/b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R_HvVzc0N7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/t0NxYjNFyKU/s320/b1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184187803947513778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R_HvWTc0N8I/AAAAAAAAAM8/g5O9enj_jYQ/s1600-h/b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R_HvWTc0N8I/AAAAAAAAAM8/g5O9enj_jYQ/s320/b3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184187812537448386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5677414264507177106-5519346795921038627?l=blog.bethpowerphotography.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.bethpowerphotography.com/2008/04/mr-b-sneak-peek.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Beth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R_HvVzc0N7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/t0NxYjNFyKU/s72-c/b1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677414264507177106.post-7279432927015509477</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 08:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T07:06:46.558+10:00</atom:updated><title>12 Days Old</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a sneak peek of baby J. Isn't she just precious? She's the youngest of 4 and she looks so much like her older brother and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R_Huazc0N4I/AAAAAAAAAMc/tqb4MP5qWm8/s1600-h/j1w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R_Huazc0N4I/AAAAAAAAAMc/tqb4MP5qWm8/s320/j1w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184186790335231874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R_HubDc0N5I/AAAAAAAAAMk/VIkzos9F_qo/s1600-h/j2w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R_HubDc0N5I/AAAAAAAAAMk/VIkzos9F_qo/s320/j2w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184186794630199186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you think she was trying to tell me something?!? She was such a good girl &amp;amp; never made a fuss. Don't remember mine being this easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R_HubTc0N6I/AAAAAAAAAMs/9J06YT9Rzdo/s1600-h/j4w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R_HubTc0N6I/AAAAAAAAAMs/9J06YT9Rzdo/s320/j4w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184186798925166498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5677414264507177106-7279432927015509477?l=blog.bethpowerphotography.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.bethpowerphotography.com/2008/04/12-days-old.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Beth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R_Huazc0N4I/AAAAAAAAAMc/tqb4MP5qWm8/s72-c/j1w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677414264507177106.post-4007888440194156414</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2008 06:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T07:06:46.571+10:00</atom:updated><title>All I want for Easter is my 2 front teeth!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, so I know the words to the song are, "All I want for Christmas is my 2 front teeth" but Easter is a lot closer and by Christmas she'll probably have those huge big teeth that all kids seem to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the 2nd top tooth fell out and Isabelle actually pulled it out herself. What I can't get over is how such a little tooth, which fit perfectly in that slot, leaves behind a space that is 3x the size of the original tooth. Does the jaw just "expand" the moment the tooth comes out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're on the watch for more loose teeth and Zoe is desperate to  have her first loose tooth. All in good time I keep telling her, all in good time. Said of course by the one with no patience for anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R9oWXzqH88I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/M3LdWlFyYkg/s1600-h/toothless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R9oWXzqH88I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/M3LdWlFyYkg/s320/toothless.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177475319875498946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5677414264507177106-4007888440194156414?l=blog.bethpowerphotography.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.bethpowerphotography.com/2008/03/all-i-want-for-easter-is-my-2-front.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Beth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R9oWXzqH88I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/M3LdWlFyYkg/s72-c/toothless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677414264507177106.post-540940200299966006</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Mar 2008 23:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T07:06:47.937+10:00</atom:updated><title>Early morning fun!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had the pleasure of photographing these gorgeous siblings late last year. Anyone who knows me knows that I am not really a morning person and all of us were up bright and early for this shoot. As you can see it was well worth the early start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8no3WrJcDI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ruuUyRf39rY/s1600-h/2bwweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8no3WrJcDI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ruuUyRf39rY/s320/2bwweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172921684688728114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8no2mrJcCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/-3Ot2C5poOY/s1600-h/1web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8no2mrJcCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/-3Ot2C5poOY/s320/1web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172921671803826210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This shot just melts my heart -  I love the connection between them&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8npEmrJcHI/AAAAAAAAAJw/okqdUYNEhnY/s1600-h/7web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8npEmrJcHI/AAAAAAAAAJw/okqdUYNEhnY/s320/7web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172921912321994866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8no5WrJcGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/f9ZeovQcVq0/s1600-h/6web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8no5WrJcGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/f9ZeovQcVq0/s320/6web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172921719048466530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8npFGrJcII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tQWV-EonQC4/s1600-h/11web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8npFGrJcII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tQWV-EonQC4/s320/11web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172921920911929474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8no3mrJcEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/s6jRiK374tg/s1600-h/4web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8no3mrJcEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/s6jRiK374tg/s320/4web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172921688983695426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8no5GrJcFI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xvb6Pe9L3bs/s1600-h/5web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8no5GrJcFI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xvb6Pe9L3bs/s320/5web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172921714753499218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5677414264507177106-540940200299966006?l=blog.bethpowerphotography.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.bethpowerphotography.com/2008/03/miss-photogenic-and-her-happy-baby.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Beth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8no3WrJcDI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ruuUyRf39rY/s72-c/2bwweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677414264507177106.post-5146710983492009080</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Mar 2008 02:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-14T16:16:12.295+10:00</atom:updated><title>Retail Therapy</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was in desperate need of some retail therapy the other day and having looked at my sad collection of sandals and thongs thought these would be the perfect addition. I was all set to go for the safe black or taupe when I really wanted the funky ones. In the end it was my husband who convinced me to get the red, not that there was much arm twisting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for the girls, I won't be able to wear these with socks the way I did after I graduated from Uni in my Grateful Dead wannabe phase! And with the weather, I'll be able to wear them for most of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the next pair because you know a girl can never have too many pairs of shoes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2023/2301441092_b63cb2814b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2023/2301441092_b63cb2814b.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5677414264507177106-5146710983492009080?l=blog.bethpowerphotography.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.bethpowerphotography.com/2008/03/retail-therapy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Beth)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677414264507177106.post-7108789538118298654</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Feb 2008 05:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T07:06:52.528+10:00</atom:updated><title>Big Brother and Sister</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These 2 cuties are the big brother and big sister to little Miss S.  Unfortunately she still wasn't well when I went to photograph the 3 kids. L &amp;amp; A and I still had a great time and they sure kept me on my toes racing from one point to another. If only my 2 girls were as cuddly with each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8egBWrJb6I/AAAAAAAAAII/wqQXqxlks6s/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8egBWrJb6I/AAAAAAAAAII/wqQXqxlks6s/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172278642185170850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8egBmrJb7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GSikM-mOyng/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8egBmrJb7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GSikM-mOyng/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172278646480138162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that dimple!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8egymrJb_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/cZlPoHasZfk/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8egymrJb_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/cZlPoHasZfk/s320/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172279488293728242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;L. reminded me of Billy Elliott in this shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8egy2rJcAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AvB76Q0Hpws/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8egy2rJcAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AvB76Q0Hpws/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172279492588695554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8egBmrJb8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/DvZR3kN9KiI/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8egBmrJb8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/DvZR3kN9KiI/s320/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172278646480138178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They were so good that I told them we could finish off with some fun stuff.  L. had a great time seeing  just how high he could jump and A. love standing in the sprinkler.  Ssshhhh, don't tell the Council...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8egy2rJcBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/K8gTzjX5SYw/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8egy2rJcBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/K8gTzjX5SYw/s320/25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172279492588695570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5677414264507177106-7108789538118298654?l=blog.bethpowerphotography.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.bethpowerphotography.com/2008/02/big-brother-and-sister.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Beth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8egBWrJb6I/AAAAAAAAAII/wqQXqxlks6s/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677414264507177106.post-1741122089052243876</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Feb 2008 05:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T07:06:53.403+10:00</atom:updated><title>Little Trooper</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Poor  Miss S. was not feeling very well on the day we took her pictures. She was such a trooper though and even managed a few smiles before  nodding off to sleep.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8edkGrJbxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/L1WzAZ9_15o/s1600-h/s1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8edkGrJbxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/L1WzAZ9_15o/s320/s1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172275940650741522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8edkWrJbyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yaxv6Bf-l9k/s1600-h/s3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8edkWrJbyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yaxv6Bf-l9k/s320/s3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172275944945708834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8edkWrJbzI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ippP4KxSYC8/s1600-h/s5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8edkWrJbzI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ippP4KxSYC8/s320/s5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172275944945708850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8edkmrJb0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/Z_Ovdgj6fGE/s1600-h/s7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8edkmrJb0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/Z_Ovdgj6fGE/s320/s7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172275949240676162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8edkmrJb1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/bTrZW_VLGHc/s1600-h/s11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8edkmrJb1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/bTrZW_VLGHc/s320/s11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172275949240676178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5677414264507177106-1741122089052243876?l=blog.bethpowerphotography.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.bethpowerphotography.com/2008/02/little-trooper.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Beth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8edkGrJbxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/L1WzAZ9_15o/s72-c/s1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677414264507177106.post-5719064398187309726</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Feb 2008 04:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T07:06:54.378+10:00</atom:updated><title>Generous &amp; Caring Souls</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last spring I made a donation to a silent auction which was held at the luncheon for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;K's for Country Kids&lt;/span&gt; charity bike ride.  The bicycle ride and luncheon benefit the Leukaemia Foundation by raising funds to help provide assistance to children in rural  &amp;amp; country Queensland who have to travel to Brisbane for treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This family had the winning bid and it was a pleasure to meet them and to discover that they literally live right around the corner from me. How's that for service!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8eHzGrJbvI/AAAAAAAAAGw/YDNNwsbp--s/s1600-h/a3w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8eHzGrJbvI/AAAAAAAAAGw/YDNNwsbp--s/s320/a3w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172252009092968178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8eHy2rJbtI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-o09aWlvDYU/s1600-h/a9w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8eHy2rJbtI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-o09aWlvDYU/s320/a9w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172252004798000850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8eLymrJbwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1Bl3u1WUwR8/s1600-h/a6w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8eLymrJbwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1Bl3u1WUwR8/s320/a6w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172256398549544706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8eHymrJbsI/AAAAAAAAAGY/d0gYI4sKhGU/s1600-h/a11w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8eHymrJbsI/AAAAAAAAAGY/d0gYI4sKhGU/s320/a11w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172252000503033538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8eHyWrJbrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5cc1KaZUzMo/s1600-h/a12w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8eHyWrJbrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5cc1KaZUzMo/s320/a12w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172251996208066226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5677414264507177106-5719064398187309726?l=blog.bethpowerphotography.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.bethpowerphotography.com/2008/02/generous-caring-souls.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Beth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNfaHCCKuK0/R8eHzGrJbvI/AAAAAAAAAGw/YDNNwsbp--s/s72-c/a3w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5677414264507177106.post-8548922969632912839</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 07:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-14T16:19:10.391+10:00</atom:updated><title>Should I or Shouldn't I?</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"He blogs, she blogs, uh we blog, I blog you blog uh they blog..." Does anyone else have Cindy Lauper going through their head right now? Am I showing my age? Oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days it seems like everyone blogs so being the follower that I am, (I'm being sarcastic here) I figured I should do it too. Actually I love looking at other people's blogs to see what they've been up to and what new tidbits of information they have to share, especially food blogs. While I don't think I'll ever have as many cookbooks as my sister Susie, I just might have more links to food blogs than her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll admit it, I've tried to keep a journal more times than I care to think about.  I start off strong, all  motivated to keep it going and after a week, or in reality two or three days, nothing. Nada. All these beautiful books sitting empty waiting for me to fill them with who knows what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who know me well, I write like I talk - which is A LOT. I'm hoping that since my goals is to share lots of images, I won't have to worry too much about the writing. They say a picture is worth 1000 words right? Well, in that case I'll let the images speak for themselves. And I won't have to worry too much about writing volumes. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5677414264507177106-8548922969632912839?l=blog.bethpowerphotography.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.bethpowerphotography.com/2008/02/should-i-blog-why-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Beth)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>