Not many of my clients call me. Most of our communicating is done through emails or through facebook. We arrange dates, times, bounce ideas around, talk on messenger or chat, text for directions on the day of the shoot, and then finally meet in person. I don’t mind. Phone calls are becoming fewer these days- my own dad even texts me now!
I did get a phone call from Kim a few months ago, though. We talked about her daughters and their pony, and how excited they were for a photo shoot with me. We talked dates and locations and times and details. As we were about to say our goodbyes, she happily said “we’ll make sure Oakley is sparkling clean for you when you come!” and I smiled into the phone and said “great!” And then right before we hung up, I said “Wait! what was your pony’s name?”
And it was Oakley. Oakley was the last baby born to my lovely bay mare, Century. She was born on April 14th, 2003 in Cold Lake, Alberta. She is chestnut with a big star and snip and strange liver spots all over her body. We sold Oakley not too long after moving back from Alberta and kept track of all of her homes. I was thrilled to know that I’d be seeing her again soon. She was exactly like I remembered her- sweet, beautiful, a crazy mane and forelock, and so full of personality. She loved her two little girls and their mom. She was happy and loved and spoiled. And just when I thought that I couldn’t ask for more on such a perfect winter weekend, the sky opened up and gave me giant, slow-falling snowflakes. The kind that happen to good people on good days.