I am trying to get a grip on my lack of skill and discipline at categorizing my pictures, by actually trying to categorize my pictures, when I stumbled upon this one. I took it last year just a month after Mom died, “died” such a blunt word but it is what happened none the less, and it is one of two photos I feel may be my greatest capture ever. It is of my Pop’s dog Miss Grace (A dog The Bride and I rescued off a busy interchange along a major interstate and gave her to my dad. It was love at first sight and she was a wonderful companion till my Pops death in December of last year) and The Bride. I know why I love it, tell me why and how it may move you.
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I am a 55 year old guy who is asking questions about life like "what does it all mean?" and " how come hair will not grow on my head but grows real fast on my ears and back?" you know the deep stuff. I am married and have been for 23 years to the same wonderful woman( read into that: she puts up with me and I married up). I believe in Jesus Christ and that He died for all. The rest I am still working on. View all posts by The Jagged Man