Robin, This picture captures that strange aura that hovers after losing a loved one. I looked at your picture in the cemetery and my mind superimposed the picture taken of my mother's family outside the hospital after my grandmother's death. Odd how our minds work.
My greatest accomplishment is being a MOM! After that nothing is really important if you take that away....
However, in the quiet moments, before the roosters crow, and the sun begins to peek above the trees, I love to sit and scrapbook and work on my family heritage.
Since discovering Scrapbooking two years ago, I have also rediscovered my camera.... looking through the lens at the world gives new meaning and light to everything I see. Everything is a moment to capture and create.
When spending time with family and friends, I love to spend time outdoors, riding horses, playing in the mud, hunting and fishing and doing whatever our hearts desire...the smallest of moments are my greates joys.
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but instead by the number of moments that take our breath away"
Robin, This picture captures that strange aura that hovers after losing a loved one. I looked at your picture in the cemetery and my mind superimposed the picture taken of my mother's family outside the hospital after my grandmother's death. Odd how our minds work.
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