Tuesday, March 12, 2013

My Lovely Ars

Ars Northmead (October 25, 2006 - March 12, 2010)
in first life also known as
J.D. "Doug" Wilson (April 21, 1953 - March 12, 2010)
in loving memory
For Christmas 2009 I gave my closest family members photo sessions with the renowned photographer Kent Hutchinson of KH Photography

Ars was the first to make an appointment with Kent and have his pictures taken. About a week later Kent invited us back to the studio to look at the proofs and to select which four pictures we wanted out of the 20 that were on display there. 

Ars, Millimina and I went to the studio together, I had butterflies in my stomach and was nervous that Ars would be disappointed with the results. I needn't have worried. Kent had done a splendid job in capturing the essence of my lovely Ars. After taking only one look at them all, I told Kent that we wanted all of them. Every single one.

Although Ars and I had been together for two years at the time and I loved him deeply, seeing the pictures - especially the one I am using in this post - made me fall in love with him all over again.


  1. Många kramar Bock.
    En sådan vemodig tillfällighet att denna dag är så nära din rezdag. Missade den igår, men ta en av kramarna till den och alla de andra till idag.

  2. Tack min vän, kramar är alltid sköna oavsett anledningen och de värmer och stödjer också! ;)

  3. Hi Bock. Still we go on with holes in our hearts that do not mend quickly, but slowly they do heal. Love, Tim/Kenton

    1. My dear Kenton, it was so good to hear from you again! And you are of course correct, we do heal even the worst holes in our hearts given time.

      I still miss the late evenings when you, Ars and I (sometimes others also) used to hang a while before it was time for me to go off to bed.

      Hoping that you are doing well, dear man!
      Hugs my friend


If you are overtly offensive or go way off topic your comment may be deleted.

If you see an offensive or spammy comment you believe should be deleted, please inform me and I'll be forever grateful and give you my first born (although, you'll probably not want that).