Nature is a constant source of inspiration for me, and photography has taken me on countless adventures in search of the places and moments that make me stop and look a little longer. From towering mountains and cascading waterfalls to wide-open skies, winding rivers, and expansive landscapes, there is always something new to discover. I love the feeling of standing somewhere beautiful and taking in the scale of it all, then finding the smaller details that might otherwise go unnoticed.

Flowers have always drawn me in for that very reason. They show a softer, more delicate side of nature, from wildflowers growing in open fields to blooms found in carefully cultivated gardens. I’m fascinated by their colors, textures, patterns, and the little details that make each one unique.

Whether I’m standing in front of a sweeping landscape or leaning in to photograph a single flower, I’m looking for the same thing — the character and beauty that make a place or moment worth remembering. Photography gives me a way to preserve those discoveries and share a little of what I found along the way.

Pictured: John Ford Point, Monument Valley, 35mm Film

Unveiling Nature's Spendor

One of the things that first ignited my passion for nature photography was discovering the wild horses near our home when we lived in Maricopa. I became known as “the lady that takes photos of the wild horses.” Most of the time, seeing them was completely by chance, and my husband would call on his way to work if he spotted them. Friends would call to let me know the horses were out, or honk and wave when they saw me photographing them because they knew it was me. I spent countless hours photographing the herds and their lives along the Salt River, and my images have been sold as prints, displayed at City Hall, and featured in *Arizona Highways*. One of those features was Sapphire and Diamond, two of the famous Salt River horses, photographed during a protest I attended to help fight their removal from the river. Diamond was later rescued after getting his hoof caught in a cattle guard, and both he and his father, Shadowfax, now live out their lives at rescue.

My time photographing the wild horses has given me some unforgettable experiences. During an engagement session at the Salt River, I witnessed a stallion attack a newborn foal shortly after the mare gave birth. Cowboys eventually chased the stallion away, but he then drove the mare off, leaving the baby alone. A group of volunteers, photographers, and I stayed with the foal until dark, protecting him from coyotes and the elements while waiting for rescue. He had no mother to nurse from, but once he arrived at rescue, a horse named April took him in and fed him. That little colt is named Rosco, and he is thriving today at the rescue center. These experiences showed me that photographing wild horses isn't only about capturing their beauty — it's also about witnessing their lives, their struggles, and the people who work to protect them.

Wild & Free

Pictured: Wild Horses Page Arizona