There wasn't even any light yet in the sky

When I awoke Emily for the shoot

That cold winter morning

On Sauvie Island...

We hurried...

The best light is often found at dawn...

Emily was turning blue

Up in the crook of a tree...

She was visably shivering

Her teeth chattering like mad

Her eyes were sparkling though

And she even managed to laugh at my jokes

As I painted her even bluer

Smearing cold wet paint unto her body

With my hands...

The winds off the Columbia were blowing strong

And she said she didn't know

If she could take it much longer...

"Just a few more photos..."

I needed just a few more...

"Just a few more photographs

And you can wrap up in the blanket..."

So she endured...

Warm hearted friend on a cold winter day...

So amazing....

She went solo to India twice...

All by herself, gosh...

Walked and walked and walked

Through jungles and mountains,

Loved the people...

She's first mate on a sailing ship...

World traveler Emily

With friendship and sisterheart

Always in her eyes