While digging for a Sepia Saturday worthy picture from my collection, I stumbled upon this little trio pasted to my Dad's baby album. As the first child of four, the only son, and with a Dad overseas fighting in WWII, Grandma took lots of photos of little "Sonny". Apparently, he wasn't always receptive to the idea. Once his little sister Janet arrived, he was quite the photogenic pro. He went on to become a professional photographer himself, but it is fun to point out that the camera was not always his friend!
Perhaps it is even more fun to see Grandma's arm blurred as she tried to steady her pretty little boy. With the rapid succession of this memory in motion, and due to the miniature size, I'm thinking she chose a little photo booth in lieu of a local professional. I am so thankful she didn't toss the less than perfect shots and let us see the developing and fading of tears, and the work it took just to get this busy little guy to sit still!
Could this Possibly be Wood Betony? - While coming back down the mountains at Newfound Gap Tennessee, my friend and I pulled over to snap a couple of pics alongside the roaring and beautiful s...
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