About Danielle Huddleston Photography:

I am a wife, homeschool mom, a hiker, and a photographer living in Oklahoma. I love beautiful light and being in the woods. I share what I love on this blog, be they trails, pictures, or homschooling curriculum. Thanks for stopping by!

  • Archive: March, 2010

    In love with light

    Tuesday, March 30th, 2010

    I am completely in love with light! I am drawn to it and have a sudden urge to grab my camera and take as many pictures as possible before it goes away. I caught myself looking longingly at someones yard tonight because of this beautiful patch of light hitting it, I could see the shot. A girl laying down in the fresh green grass light caressing her…I can’t stop! I almost cry over a missed opportunity! Go outside and enjoy some beautiful light!






    Macri’s~Tulsa Oklahoma Family Photographer

    Monday, March 15th, 2010

    I first met the Marci’s while working at Rhema, over seven years ago. Then later I met them again through my sister.

    They are such a fun family and are getting ready to move to Australia as missionaries! Check out there web page.














    Thursday, March 11th, 2010


    I am giving you a heads up, this is a sad post.

    Hawthorne was with me for about ten years, I got him as a puppy and was determined not to love him. I had lost two dogs in less than two years and did not want a third. My parents wanted me to jump right back into the saddle so to speak so after my second dog died they took me to the pound to pick out a new dog.

    There he was staring at me with one ear perked up and the other flopped over, the cutest little husky mix ever.

    I only picked him because I knew my parents would not leave me alone until I got a new dog. But I promised myself I would keep my distance. He ran off the day we brought him home and I just thought that proved my point even more.

    In the end he won.

    He was my little fluff ball and always a puppy to me. He danced around like a little puppy whenever the weather turned cold and loved to play in the snow.

    Loving to a fault, I never did wrong in his eyes. No matter how long it had been since I had given him attention, he still greeted me like I was the best thing that ever happened to him.

    I knew he was getting old but part of me thought that dog would live forever. When I saw him in laying on the garage floor this morning he was wagging his tale so happy to see me. But when he did not move I looked closer and saw the blood. There was a lot. He still managed to wag his tail for me a couple of times as I cried over him. We decided putting him down was the kind thing to do. He was almost gone already though.

    I will miss my little fluff ball. Goodbye old friend, you made growing up easier.