Saturday, June 20, 2015

Sunday Photographs

The weather is HOT, in the 90s during the day, and rainy in the afternoons. The rain is good because this heat kills plant life within days.

Bit of a story with the hummingbird pic. My husband was walking past one of our flowerbeds and heard a buzzing noise. He looks down and finds this male ruby throat trapped in the leaves of an Iris. No reason for the bird to be there, except maybe he got in a fight with another hummer and was knocked there. They are fierce little birds and very territorial. In any case, he was released in good shape.

Enjoy!

Sunrise
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Hummingbird Rescue
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Rain Frog
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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Saturday, June 13, 2015

Story Saturdays

99 Cents Sales:

SHE LOVES ME ANYWAY
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PLAY IT FOR ME (The Italian Series) Book 5
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BLUSHED
*contemporary romance
www.theedge-books.com
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THE QUARTER
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99 Cent New Release:

WOLFE (Billionaire Boys Club) Book 3
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Scribd ($2.99)
ibooks ($2.99)

Look it for it at Barnes & Noble, KOBO, and Inktera in the next week. Also soon in paperback.

Now Available at Scribd for $2.99:

ATLAS (Billionaire Boys Club) Book 1
STEELE (Billionaire Boys Club) Book 2

These books will also be made available at ibooks and Inktera in the upcoming days.  Check the blog for sale links.

Available as Kindle Unlimited:

MISSING (The Sanders Family Series) Book 1
*historical fiction
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FOUND (The Sanders Family Series) Book 2
*historical fiction
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FOR ETERNITY (Time-Travel Romance) Book 1
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CROSSING ETERNITY (Time-Travel Romance) Book 2
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SOAPED
*contemporary romance
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What's on Tap:

Having finished writing Book 3 of the Billionaire Boys Club series, WOLFE, I've moved on to Book 3 of the Rodeo Girl series, RACIN' HEARTS. I plan to release this August 1st, unless there's an unforeseen delay. Look for it as a preorder in July. I am also closing in on the ending of WINGS2 (Paranormal Romance) Book 2. This will make up today's excerpt.

Angus Finlay has always had a rocky relationship with his stepdad. In book 2 of the WINGS series, three years have passed, his relationship with Sara has fallen apart, and Angus has a new girlfriend, not walking in the Light, who has no clue who he really is.

Excerpt:
From the window seat of the airplane, Angus had a good view of both the passengers and the early morning sky. However, his thoughts inward, his mind flew a thousand miles away to a small house and a family he’d spent two years with.

The Benedicts had been kind, taken him in when he had nowhere else to go, celebrated holidays, birthdays, together. They’d fed him, prayed with him and for him, and most of all, trusted him with their daughter. How young and stupid and green he’d been, thinking that life could go on pristine as it had … every morning a glorious display of the Creator’s awe-inspiring power, visions and dreams and, always, Sara knowing things no one else did.

Cindy’s gaze rested on him hard. One hand curved over his arm, her forehead drawn upward, worry sat heavy on her features. “You never mention home,” she said.

He sighed, long. They’d talked about many things since they’d started dating, most of them having to deal with her. That’d felt one-sided, but she hadn’t seemed to mind; and truth was, he’d preferred it. Last thing he’d wanted to explain was his convoluted past.

Only now, she’d agreed to come on what wouldn’t be an easy trip and he ought trust her a little more. His energy seemed to drain at the thought. “My dad died,” he said.

She pillowed her cheek on his arm. “How old were you?”

“Seven. But he’d left us long before then and married someone else.”

“Oh, that’s rough.”

It had been … then … but now it was strangely … normal. Lots of kids, he’d discovered, had broken homes. He couldn’t pity himself over that.

“My mom remarried. The guy’s a drunk.”

“And … and the cops say he killed her?” Hesitant, her voice quivered.

Angus directed his eyes to her face, apologetic. “I shouldn’t have asked you to do this, should handle it myself. I’m grateful you came.”

Cindy offered a hopeful smile. “I didn’t want you to go alone.”

He bit his lip, thoughts of Sara rising again. “I have to warn you … my old girlfriend …”

Cindy laughed once. “I can handle the ex.”

But, no, she couldn’t, and he’d be as good as flaunting their relationship in front of her, which would only make things hard for Sara. He paused.

Hard for Sara? Why was he concerned about that?

“Just thought I should put it out there. She’ll be around, not that she’ll say or do anything awful. That’s not her style. But she knows things …”

“All she needs to know is Angus Finlay is mine and we’ll be okay.”

But Angus didn’t know whose he was anymore. He used to. He’d belonged to the Creator, had His calling on his heart. He’d been baptized, heard angels singing, and witnessed the Power of the Resurrection shining all around him. He’d spoken to the Man, the Savior of the world, seen the holes in his hands. None of that had gone away though, had it? Surely, it still existed.

Yet the good he’d seen mingled now with the hatred of his stepdad, his new intimate relationship with Cindy, and the arguments he’d had with Sara.

Don’t quote Scriptures to me. I know what the Book says well enough.

Well enough? We’re to be filled continually.

There you go again. You use it like a weapon anymore. Wasn’t “you and me” supposed to teach you to submit?

She’d glared at him then, and he’d known the statement wasn’t fair. He shouldn’t use the Creator’s words as a weapon against her any more than she should. The Creator wasn’t the author of confusion or strife. (1Co 14:33)

“Tell me about your mom,” Cindy said.

Grateful for the distraction, Angus tried to relax. “She’s my biggest fan.” This brought a smile to his face, one tinged with sadness. “She always loved my dad.”

“You said she remarried.”

He nodded. “For security. She hated being alone. It was a mistake from the start, and as he got more abusive, I begged her to leave. She only stood up to him once.”

Once. But that hadn’t lasted. She’d meant well, but she’d given in, inch by inch. Exactly as he had. It was so much easier to give in than to stand strong, mostly because you didn’t see it coming. You bowed here, stooped a little over there, and before you knew it were way off track. Admitting it had come too hard and fixing his relationship with Sara, impossible.

Turning his gaze, he kissed Cindy tenderly then glanced out the window of the plane.

“We’ll get through this,” she said in his ear.

He didn’t look at her, couldn’t look at her, for the sudden vision of Sara staring him in the face.



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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

A World Of Flaws



We live in a world where people have flaws, where mistakes are made and feelings are hurt. The hardest part of our day is learning to pass them by.

We're told to forgive, but I've discovered that it's much easier to say than it is to actually do. It's even harder to walk upright and not step on people's toes to start with.

We give judgment, plucking the toothpick from our neighbor's ... relative's ... spouse's ... eye, all the while adjusting the telephone pole in our own. (Mt 7:3) Worse, we want people to SEE the telephone pole and embrace it. It becomes a badge of honor.

We're different, special, because of what's happened to us.

If you enjoy looking at each other's scars, you need prayer. - Jesse Duplantis

But the Scripture is clear. We must crucify our flesh and turn our words toward exhortation. (Gal 5:24) Our job as Christ's followers is to build each other up and that begins with our words.

But exhort one another daily, while it is called To day; lest any of you be hardened through the deceitfulness of sin. (Heb 3:3)

I loved the meme at the top of this blog. I've read it and re-read it because I can see my flaws sharper every time I do, and as a result, I've pledged to try harder to do all those things, to think of people I deal with everyday in the light of God's Word and not the self-centered cloud I often wrap around me.

It's increased my desire to be more like Christ, to be willing to lay down my life for those around me, and not just for myself. It's a lofty goal. I know that, and I may not completely accomplish it in my lifetime. But I'll never know if I don't try, and somehow, I think, what little progress I make will make a huge difference in how others see me.

That will make my efforts worth it.

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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Saturday, May 30, 2015

Story Saturdays

On Sale for 99 cents:

THE LIFE AND TIMES OF LUCAS MCGILLEY
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PLAY IT FOR ME (The Italian Series) Book 5
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THE QUARTER
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Available as Kindle Unlimited:

MISSING (The Sanders Family) Book 1
*historical fiction
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FOUND (The Sanders Family) Book 2
*historical fiction
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SOAPED
*contemporary romance
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What's on tap:

First, wander on over to the GNFA blog and read my interview of author, Dana Pratola, about her new book, VOICE OF TRUTH. 

Also, in response to the inquiries I've had lately about WINGS2, let me say publicly, I'm not sure when the book will be completed, but it WILL be completed. After some struggling with the storyline, I had a mental breakthrough and am assiduously working on it.

To peak your curiosity further, it does, in fact, tell the story of Angus's stepfather, but not in the way I'd planned at all. I'm as surprised as you will be by the storyline. Angus has grown up and he and Sara have separated. But God has plans for them both.

Also, RACIN' HEARTS (Rodeo Girl Series) Book 3, will be released sometime in August, for those who've asked.

But the biggest news of all is also today's book cover release - WOLFE (Billionaire Boys Club) Book 3 is nearing completion. And here's something exciting, there's a Book 4. You'll have to wait for Book 3 to find out more about who's up next.

Here's the new Paxton Wolfe.

Blurb:

For a moment, she thought she’d dreamed of their lovemaking, but, the minutes passing, knew she hadn’t and wept for the craving that now captured her soul.

She’d needed him before for all the wrong reasons. She needed him now for only one – she loved him.

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Billionaire bachelor, Paxton Wolfe, has everything money can buy and an aristocratic ancestry people respect. Good friends and business partners with Atlas Bellamy and Calix Steele, he’s set to become the face behind their newest, successful venture, a cruise line.

However, behind the walls of his eccentric mansion, a troubled childhood and failed engagement have hardened him. People are there to be used. He’ll take what he wants and never let heartache strike again.

Lovely songstress, Isobel Harding, is no exception to the rule. In her, his lust knows no bounds. But their toxic relationship exacts a high cost, and what he now wants the most might be lost forever.

Book 3 in the Billionaire Boys Club series by SUZANNE D. WILLIAMS.



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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Sunday, May 24, 2015

Sunday Photographs

The weather is hot and dry. It rains, but mostly on every side of us. As a result, we've resorted to dragging around the water hose - an aggravating task.

Here's photos from the last couple weeks. Enjoy!

Sunrise 5-19-2015
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Dragonfly
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Bee and Lynx Spider on Black-eyed Susan
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Lynx Spider
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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Saturday, May 16, 2015

Story Saturdays

99 cent sale books:

The Life and Times of Lucas McGilley
*teen romance

Pink
*#1 Christian/Teen Relationships

Changin' Hearts (Rodeo Girl Series) Book 1
*teen romance

The Quarter
*Southern Romance

Love Dangerously
*Romantic Suspense

653: Rise of the Sun
*Christian Sci-fi Romance

Kindle Unlimited:

MISSING (The Sanders Family Series) Book 1
FOUND (The Sanders Family Series) Book 2

Note:  Due to an oversight on my part, "653: Rise of the Sun" is still at 99cents. I've decided to leave it for another week, so be sure to download your copy before the sale expires on Friday, May 22nd.

What's Up Next:  I am working on the third and final book of the Billionaire Boys Club series. I appreciate the patience of everyone pensively waiting for it. I am also working on the third and final book in the Rodeo Girl series. Those two books are my main focus, but I have a number of others cooking in my brain, including a great deal of YA.

To my email subscribers, I will give away another free PDF copy of one of my books on August 1st, so tell your friends to sign up! Sign-ups can be done in the right-hand column of the blog. Subscriptions are powered by FeedBlitz and free of spam.

Today's excerpt comes from one that promises to be extremely cute and sweet. Remington Saddler got caught toilet papering the neighbor's house and his friends have left him with clean-up duty. The neighbor's daughter, Shylar Raymond thought she'd be nice to him. But maybe that was a bad idea ...

Excerpt:

Shylar Raymond stared through the window at the boy bagging toilet paper on their lawn and wondered why he’d ever found that a fun thing to do. Nights were for sleeping and Pastor Mathis had said they were to love their neighbor, not destroy their neighbor’s things. Plus, the boy didn’t seem too happy about cleaning up. Had he given that any thought before doing something so rash?

“Shy-shy, fix me a drink.”

Shylar looked down at her younger sister, Emily, and turned away from the window. Taking her hand, she walked with her into the kitchen, accepting the plastic sippy cup being waved in her face.

“You’ve outgrown that,” she said, filling the cup with fruit drink. “Mom told you to use a glass from now on.”

Unconcerned, her sister nabbed the cup and strolled off.

At least, she hadn’t tried to fill it herself. The last time she’d done that she’d poured almost all of it in the floor instead.

A new thought poked into her thinking. Maybe the boy would like something to drink. Switching cabinets, she dug out a red plastic cup, filled it with soda, and made her way out the front door.

The boy’s back was to her, his shirt sticky with sweat. Not wanting to startle him, she called out first. “Hey.”

He either didn’t hear her or didn’t care she was speaking because, his head ducked, he trudged on, a black garbage bag at his feet. She left the stoop and crossed the grass to try again. “Hey,” she said louder.

Still nothing. Stepping yet closer, she noticed earbuds. A wire snaked from his pocket over his shoulder to his ears. She reached out and tapped him on the sleeve.

Startled, he swung his elbow, the pointed bone impacting her teeth, and, eyes squeezed shut, she stumbled backward, upending the cup of soda, and landing hard on her rump. A steady throb formed in her bottom lip, the flesh pulling tight.

“Stupid,” he said. “What’d you go and scare me for?”

“I called,” she said, the pain in her mouth growing, “but you couldn’t hear me.” Actually, what she said sounded more muffled than that with her swollen lip. Her eyes swam with tears that she did her best to shove back.

“Here,” he said, pulling her to her feet. “If you’d been more careful, you wouldn’t look like a walrus right now.”

A walrus? Here, she was doing something nice, and he’d call her names? The tears she didn’t want to release came anyway and, a sob escaping, Shylar turned tail and ran.

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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

The Prayer of Faith

"And when praying, do not use needless repetitions as the Gentiles do, for they expect to be listened to because of their multitude of words.  (Mt 6:7 WNT)

There is one way to get an answer to prayer and it isn't through the length of time spent in prayer, the volume or quality of the words used, even the number of people that are agreeing with us on the same thing. The Bible does speak of agreement in prayer, but this verse in Matthew makes it clear that we cannot harass God into sending us an answer. (Mt 18:19)

A continued reading of the next few verses brings us to the heart of the issue.

Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which to day is, and to morrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith? (Mt 6:30)

Now, there are a number of other important keys to prayer in the verses between verse 7 and verse 30, but I want to concentrate on the final phrase, "O ye of little faith". The thing that prevents our answer isn't time. It isn't a spectacular angelic visitation or the numbers of prayers lifted at once. It isn't how well we speak or how little.

The key is faith.

Faith pleases God, and without faith, we cannot please God. (Heb 11:6) Why? Because "he that cometh to God must believe that he is." Referring back to Matthew 6:30, we can see this same thought.

The key to having faith is to know God and to believe God implicitly.




I once heard a preacher say to never make a plan B. That has always stuck with me. Having a plan B, a "just in case God doesn't answer" prayer, negates the power of faith to start with. The fact is, we're either believing God 100% or we're not believing Him at all. Any tiny seed of doubt creeping in will stop your prayer in its tracks. (Mt 14:31;Mk 11:23)

"But, Suzanne, everyone has doubts."

Everyone is besieged by doubt, yes, and the devil would love us to give in, so he continually pokes thoughts into our heads that will feed that doubt if we let it. We doubt ourselves, our circumstances, current politics, friends and family members ... Our every day existence gives a million reasons to doubt.

But there's the thing. There's never any reason to doubt God, and once you know that, once you have that deep in your heart, your prayer takes on a whole new meaning. It becomes not, "Maybe God might do this for me," but "My God WILL do this for me."

Meaning, prayers of faith, based on specific promises in the Word, for the blessings God has promised His children - salvation, healing, health, prosperity, to name a few. You cannot have faith for things outside of the will of God. You also cannot interject things into the will of God that aren't there to begin with. But for what you need, right now, today, God will hear and answer the voice of faith.

I like what I read just this past week. When your will doesn't line up with His, He'll change that, too.  (Php 2:13) That comforts me. My loving, heavenly Father, even when the doubts won't shut off, even when I'm perhaps not square on exactly what He wants for me, is constantly working to perfect His will in my life.

I need only trust Him enough to release what's in me and put my faith in His heart to do it.



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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Sunday Photographs

The summer heat has begun. Blinding sun and lots of humidity are great for the flowers, however. And the grass. Imagine mowing an acre every few days. Yeah. You got it.

Enjoy the pics!

Orange-Yellow Canna
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Red Gladiola
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Mourning Dove
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Bald Cypress Leaves
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Canna Leaf
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Green Tree Frog
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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Saturday, May 2, 2015

Story Saturdays

Welcome to all new email subscribers. I hope you enjoy the free book in yesterday's subscriber giveaway. If you enjoy it, be sure to leave me a review. If you aren't a subscriber to my blog yet and you missed the giveaway, I'll be having another in a few months. You can subscribe by visiting the right-hand column of the blog or by clicking the "sign up" button on Facebook. (All emails are powered by Feedblitz and free of spam).

Also, I had a comment on my excerpt of CLARA from two weeks ago. Unfortunately, I cannot reply to comments on the blog, so to respond publicly - the book is still being written and hopefully will be completed before the end of the year. Stay tuned to the blog for release information.

On Sale for 99cents:

I Kissed The Boy Next Door
*best-selling teen romance

Changin' Hearts (Rodeo Girl Series) Book 2
*new release!

Pink
*teen romance

Love Dangerously
*romantic suspense

Look for my newest YA, Changin' Hearts, to be for sale at other websites within the next couple weeks.

Upcoming Books:

Here's a sneak peak at two YA I'm working on. The top is a romantic suspense. The bottom what I'm calling sci-fi fantasy crossover.


Today's excerpt comes from a book that doesn't have a cover yet. Unusual for me. It does, however, have a title - ONE AND ONLY.

Josiah Fox has just watched stepmother number five leave for a trip to Cancun, minus his dad.

Excerpt:

He watched her go, wishing she’d stay gone longer than a month, then returned to the house. There was no sign of his dad anywhere, which meant he was probably having drinks at the club. Most likely, he hadn’t wanted to be here when she left and have to stare his failure in the eye again. He’d failed five times, more than that if you included his own mom. Josiah used to wonder how his dad got up in the morning and felt like a man at all, but anymore, he’d decided his dad didn’t. Instead, he drank away his endless marriages, numbing the pain with scotch or bourbon. He wasn’t a drunk exactly, but close enough.

He’d had to form his own idea of what a hero-slash-father-slash-husband was. Over the years, he’d picked traits he liked from friends’ parents, acquaintances he met at school or the church his mom used to attend, and melded them into a guy he called Ed. It sounded silly now, but as a boy it’d given him something to say when people asked about his dad. He’d describe Ed, and they’d be impressed, relieving him of the burden of telling the truth.

Ed was a pilot in the Air Force. His job kept him away from home, but he sent cards and gifts, bought him anything he needed. That part had been true. His actual dad never let them do without financially, but he never stepped into the role of father either. Ed, on the other hand, was the best dad ever. They played ball together, took father-son trips to the beach and the mountains, had season tickets to see the Knicks. The fact some of that didn’t mesh hadn’t mattered to him because it’d provided the security he needed, the belief that another human being cared about his life and he wasn’t the illegitimate son of a wealthy, neglectful, incapable entrepreneur.

Josiah changed his thoughts, setting his personal frustration aside, and turned on his computer. Bringing up a browser, he moved to a phone number search page and typed in “Treadwell, Brian.” There was one in his area, the address on Fishburne. Penning the number on a notepad, he reclined, thoughts of the girl raising his spirits.

“You want to make me your one and only?” she’d asked.

He wanted to have a one and only. He wanted to love someone so much he couldn’t see anything but her face, wanted to dedicate his life to making her happy, to be the man he’d dreamed up as a boy living in a single parent home. He wanted to be Ed, to treat a woman like his mom should have been treated, grow old with her and have fourteen grandchildren and a cemetery plot that took up an entire block.

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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Sunday, April 26, 2015

Sunday Photographs

*Note to email subscribers: On May 1st, I will provide a download to a FREE PDF copy of my latest book to all email subscribers. If you have any friends who like my work, encourage them to subscribe to the blog. Emails are powered by Feedblitz and free of spam. Sign up can be done in the right-hand column of the blog as well as on FB.

The weather has warmed, the days reaching the mid to upper 80s. It is also lovebug season. The little pests are everywhere. That said, evenings are nice and a good time to sit outside.

I have a few flower pictures today from around the yard. Enjoy!

Amaryllis
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Daylily
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Water Lily
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Blanket Flower
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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.