i can sit for hours and pour over old family photographs imagining all the stories that one image can hold. well, a while back my aunt gave me this old rusty bread box...i had no idea the treasures it contained. there were letters -many letters, some even dating back to the late 1800s, old photographs and newspaper clippings. this was the keepsake box of my paternal great-grandmother. apparently my grandmother salvaged the box from the trash after she died. thank goodness! in this photograph is the lovely lady i never knew... leila grace....she was quite a lady. i think this photograph is just marvelous. i wish i had taken it. she was born in 1879 and died in 1963. the photo was taken in california at her daughter's home in 1954.
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Looks like stucco. You know photography. Tell me, why are the roses in color but everything else is black and white?
Boy, do I remember going over to her house I was 9 or 10 years old. She made this wonderful egg custard in little cups. I wish I had spent more time with her, not just for more custard but to ask her about her life stories. As I sit here and write this I can look over my computer screen and see at a photo of my dad (her son) and his grandfather (her father in law). The stories she could have told of a simpler life in West Texas.
you know, i think it just faded that way...but i think it looks beautiful. no photoshop needed.
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