Her grandmother's chair still sits on the porch. The house abandoned, all but the wonderful memories that are as alive as she is. The shoot reminded me of my great grandmother's house. The fond memories of my own childhood went racing through my mind. The spooky cellar where the washing machine was housed and the dark steps leading down to it…..
I'm thankful for the flood of memories that yesterday brought back to my mind and the special time I was able to share with such a beautiful family!