Wild Joy Images

Wild Joy Images I’m not chasing flawless, just fleeting moments… little reminders of joy in the everyday. Published Photographer | Prints Available
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Golden CrossingLeaves fall softly along the paths,like the season quietly letting go.The trees sit in shades of golden y...
06/07/2026

Golden Crossing

Leaves fall softly along the paths,
like the season quietly letting go.
The trees sit in shades of golden yellow,
soft and worn in the way autumn does best.

The paths stay still under the trees,
held in that calm, familiar hush
where nothing feels rushed or loud,
just time slowing down on its own.

A bridge rests quietly below branches above,
not bright, not shining, just there,
blending into the tones of the season
like it has always belonged.

Everything feels steady and gentle,
like the world is pausing for a moment
before it moves on again.

Golden Hour NibblesThe day was beginning to soften as golden light filtered through the trees. On a low branch brought d...
06/06/2026

Golden Hour Nibbles

The day was beginning to soften as golden light filtered through the trees. On a low branch brought down by a storm, Munchkin paused for a snack, tiny paws tucked close as he nibbled away, completely unbothered by the world around him.

For a few moments, the busy little squirrel sat still, bathed in warm evening light, and giving me a chance to capture yet another portrait of him.

06/05/2026

Apple Blossom Soundscape

An apple tree stands as the blossoms begin to fade,
soft petals still lingering where they were made.
Birdsong carries through the open air,
soft and steady, drifting everywhere.
Leaves gently move as the branches sway,
in the quiet rhythm of a springtime day.
The world speaks softly in what you hear,
simple and present, calm and clear.

Delicate BloomSoft and delicate, gentle and bright,A springtime bloom in black and white.Petals unfolding, graceful and ...
06/05/2026

Delicate Bloom

Soft and delicate, gentle and bright,
A springtime bloom in black and white.
Petals unfolding, graceful and fair,
Floating with beauty upon the air.

Fine little details, tender and true,
Each dainty line comes shining through.
Simple and lovely, a sight to see,
A delicate bloom, wild and free.

06/04/2026

Moments like this make me fall in love with photography all over again...

The kind where everything slows down for a second, and it is just me, my camera, and something beautiful unfolding in front of me. Light shifting, nature doing its quiet thing, and me trying to hold onto a feeling that will never quite fit into words.

But I still try, because these are the moments that keep pulling me back.

Deep Blue StillnessAs daylight faded and the sky deepened to shades of midnight blue, the stars began to emerge between ...
06/04/2026

Deep Blue Stillness

As daylight faded and the sky deepened to shades of midnight blue, the stars began to emerge between drifting clouds. Below them, the trees stood in shadow, their silhouettes stretching toward the heavens as if reaching for the light above.

Nights like this remind me that beauty doesn't always demand attention. Sometimes it simply unfolds overhead, waiting for someone to notice.

06/03/2026

I just need a break… the kind that does not come from a schedule or a place, but from stepping into something quieter.

So I go where the air feels softer, where the mountains stand still like they have all the time in the world, and where the sunrise and sunset remind me that the day will always begin again and end in beauty.

Nature is the break I keep coming back to!

Beauty In Becoming ⚠️ Warning: This post mentions mental health struggles, including s3lf harm and su!c!de.Butterflies h...
06/03/2026

Beauty In Becoming

⚠️ Warning: This post mentions mental health struggles, including s3lf harm and su!c!de.

Butterflies have always been really special to me.
In Grade 3, we did a butterfly project where we raised caterpillars and watched them transform. I remember being completely in awe of it. The only word I could think of was beautiful.

I didn’t know then how much that would stay with me.

At 12, I entered a very dark season with depression. In my early teen years, I struggled with self harm, and between 14 and 18 I walked through some of the hardest years of my life.

For a long time, I couldn’t see beauty anywhere, especially not in myself. I ended up trying to take my life, twice.

At 18, life was still very heavy. My parents had gone through a messy divorce, and I was removed from my home. Everything felt like it was falling apart.

But even in that, something slowly began to change.

Not because life got easier, but because I started noticing small pieces of beauty again. In getting through each day. In healing little by little. In second chances. In moments I used to overlook. And slowly, I began to see it in myself too.

Looking back now, I can see God was with me through all of it, even when I didn’t feel Him.

Today my life looks very different. I have a loving husband, a beautiful son, and a life I never thought I would get to live. I bake, create, take photos, and try to find joy in the small things!

This March I also celebrated 8 years free from self harm!

When I see butterflies now, I’m reminded of how beautiful creation is, how beautiful life is, and how beautiful I am!

There really is beauty in becoming!

Life can become so much more beautiful than it feels in the hardest moments. If you’re in a heavy season right now, please don’t lose hope. Healing takes time, but it is possible, and there is still beauty ahead of you.

If you need help, please reach out to someone you trust. You don’t have to walk through it alone. There are people who care about you and want to help.

‼️Friendly PSA to everyone whose posts I comment on...‼️If you ever see me comment:"Beautiful sh*t!", "Nice sh*t!", "Ama...
06/02/2026

‼️Friendly PSA to everyone whose posts I comment on...‼️

If you ever see me comment:
"Beautiful sh*t!", "Nice sh*t!", "Amazing sh*t!" Or anything like that.... Please know that I am, without a doubt, trying to say SHOT.

As a photographer, I use the word shot approximately 847 times a day, so naturally you'd think my phone would have learned this by now... Unfortunately, it has not. Instead, it has chosen chaos and for reasons unknown, every time I type "shot," my phone confidently decides that I must mean something else entirely... (I don't even swear that often, so why!???) 😭

I've caught it and corrected it more times than I can count, but one of these days I can guarantee that I am going to miss it and accidentally leave a very enthusiastic comment on someone's stunning photo...

So, with all this being said, if you ever find a questionable comment from me, please accept this as my official apology in advance! 🤣
I promise I was admiring your photo, not suddenly developing a sailor's vocabulary!

Has autocorrect ever completely sabotaged you? Tell me your funniest autocorrect fail below! ⬇️🤣

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