This morning I went with my father to my grandmother’s house to pick up her kitchen table. She passed a couple of years ago. I thought what a great opportunity to get a few shots while my dad and I were there. Continue reading »
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Summer time
It’s the small things that matter most – at least that is what I want to believe today. A week ago I went to a picnic with my family and nephew. The nephew is a very picky eater. Usually he won’t eat anything too cold, like ice cream. Well, that was until his grandmother jabbed … Continue reading »