Yes, I think I can say I love photography, and no one is more surprised than me. All of the years I was growing up and Mama was taking pictures at every gathering (she was a recorder of people and events most of the time as opposed to looking for pretty pictures), I have to admit it was sometimes a little inconvenient that, whatever was going on, there would routinely be times when everyone had to stop what they were doing and gather together so that Mama could record the moment with a photograph.
But now, when I look back through all the albums of her photographs, I am so thankful that she loved photography. It is so much fun to look at pictures of events that I have lived and even ones that were before I was alive. But they’re all there, recorded by Mama’s faithful camera. And, I love sharing some of those old pictures with you too.
Of course, writing a blog and wanting to share with you what I see (or what Mama saw), was what finally kick started my interest in photography, so in that vein, here are a couple shots of sky, one of my favorite subjects, I’ve snapped recently with my old faithful Kodak.
Thank you, Mama, for planting the seeds of interest in photography in me all during my growing-up years. All these years later I am enjoying it so much and I look forward to thanking you in person when we meet again.