I snapped some pics of all of us around his house when we went up. I've always been trigger happy when it comes to the camera but I haven't always approach taking pictures as I have here recently. To some, pictures are just pictures, and to others, pictures are memories. There are certain things around he and grandmas home that are just staples to me. When I'm a grandparent looking back, I'll always remember a few things always looking the same, like they never changed. These are my memories of my grandparents house that will never go away. Like the tree where we used to have a tire swing hanging or the peach trees or the grape vine. And that 'ol mailbox that seems like it's been rusted for years. Recently, I've been taking shots of things around here so Bryan always has it to look back on after we moved on.
I snapped a shot of the street sign in the corner of our yard the other day and I think Kenny thought I was a little crazy for doing that- LOL! But I know there are those of you out there that can remember certain things about fond memories of your past and I not only have a memory but I also have the image. Forever. The camera can be a contagious thing!
I hope you enjoy some of the shots-
Bryan and his Papa Jack
I think Mimi must've thought if she helped him fill up the water gun, that he wouldn't try to shoot her- Ha!
Bryan and Daddy getting ready to race around the house.
On your mark...get set...
Papa Jack's peach tree
Sharing a peach with Papa"Wite"
I don't think I can remember a time when Papa didn't have some of his yard tools under this big tree.
Lastly, the big shade tree...
And the only thing missing: Mama Hazel's green and white metal swing. (Or green and rust depending on when your memory captured that image-LOL!)
Hope everyone has a great weekend!
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WOW! There are some serious grammatical errors in this post!
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