Going back in time to 1959. I am on the left holding Teddy and sitting next to my sister, and that's my Mum standing. If you missed Teddy's story, you can find it if you click here.
Dad often worked on the weekend, but if he had a free day you would find us on a Sunday ride in the English countryside. A picnic went along with us. On this day we found a nice shady spot next to a small stream. For our photo he found an old stone bridge nearby.
If I haven't mentioned it before, my Dad enjoyed taking photos and I am thankful he passed down that love of capturing moments to me. His parents gave him a camera on his 21st birthday. You can see it in the photo below. I still have it along with its old canvas carrying case, complete with Dad's hand written name and address on the inside.
My parents gave me mine on my 13th birthday, an old Brownie. Unfortunately I don't have that any more, but it is similar to this one.
I framed our photo years ago and it has been on the bookshelf near where I sit in the family room, along with several other precious mementos. Our old family photos are the true treasures in life.
I hope you are having a good start to the week. Thanks for stopping by.
