Occasionally I have the chance to pretend I'm a photographer. I don't actually have aspirations to be one in real life, but it is nice to pretend and to share the results with friends. With quite a few cheater tricks up my sleeve (good camera, photo editing, and mostly taking ten thousand pics to get three good ones) I fake my way through. Here are a few of some dear family friends, the Johnsons. These folks have known me since the day I was born. In fact, my parents and Marcy and Greg are actually responsible for the set up of their siblings (Lisa and Randy), my cousin Betsy's parents. This, according to my Gramma Dorothy makes us kids "kissing cousins". Although brief, it was so nice to catch up with these old friends.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
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