One of my favourite photos from the weekend in Maine is this one, because of everything in the picture and what it represents: childhood, playtime, being carefree, the vibrant colours of green grass and a clear blue sky (hurricane? what hurricane?), combined with the simple act of flying a kite. Terrific!
And here’s a rare one of me, taken by Eric with his camera, which I pilfered because I really like it: with two of my cameras (one digital, one film), balancing on the rocks by a lighthouse. It’s very me!
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Yes Gail, that photo on the rocks is really YOU. I still remember when you told me to lay down under a tree to get a different angle. But I never tried that one. To much trouble for me to get up after I am done with the shots.
Confirmed. Not an easy angle.
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It’s always lovely to see you in action, Gail. Great photo of the kite flying. Oh, to be a kid again
Thanks, Marivic! Thankfully, kite-flying isn’t just for kids — just grab one and go. You’ll be instantly transformed back to childhood, ‘cuz those things aren’t easy to control!
You look great, Gail!