What would we forget without photos?
It's amazing what a random string of memories and emotions that old snapshots can bring back at a glance: Was my house really pink? My first pair of Ruby Red Slippers! I remember Mom making them herself with the sequin strands she bought in Lovell. Did Dad ever have that much hair? Speaking of hair--where did my bangs go and who left me unattended with the scissors? I tried eating cow food that day and decided that rolling the it down the windshield of the feeding truck was a much more fun alternative... and I still remember the taste.
I stumbled upon these photos earlier today and decided that they have been wasting away in a shoebox too long--to my blog they go! There is something sentimental in the way old photos are slightly unfocused and not entirely true to color. There is something even more sentimental when you are the one who is somewhat blurry and yellowing... so dig em' up and put em' up to share. You'll be surprised at what you remember.