Wayzata, Minnesota

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Thematic Photographic - Go Way Back

Is Carmi feeling a but nostalgic? He's challenging us with, go way back, and so I did.

My heart strings long for the memory of this day, on my tricycle with my sister, Oriana watching over me.

Most all of my family photos, show me really laughing, and since I appear a bit stern here, I must have been thinking, Mommy please don't interrupt Oriana's reading to me.

Thankfully, I have these treasured photos showing how she read to me and

How she played dolls with me.  I still have that feeling how special moments with my sister, and our family dog, were very important to me.

My loving daddy and big sister holding me steady.

My first golfing experiment with my mommy and sister coaching me.

I do remember this vacation, at a friend's cabin in the woods on a lake.  I remember being the first to get up very early, and feeding the ducks all of our bread before breakfast!  Here I'm surely smiling at some funny thing my daddy just said.

Thank you Carmi, for this little step back (okay way back) hehehe into memory lane for me.  Those were the days, that were the shaping of the woman I have become today.


Lisa B said...

Beautiful photos, absolute treasures!

TexWisGirl said...

oh, so cute!

R. Mac Wheeler said...

Those grinning cheeks! :)

Bob Scotney said...

I thought butter wouldn't melt in your mouth until I saw the golf club and red about feeding the ducks.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...


That's great, giving all the bread to the ducks. It's what I would have done!

P.S. I have my annual golf vacation with the gang in Vegas this year, in about a month.

Michèle Dextras said...

Wonderful photos of you and your sister and memories! I love looking at old photos. Thanks for sharing!

Gilly said...

Interesting photos - you all look so happy, and I love your chubby little legs! ;)

Rob From Amersfoort said...

Sweet photos, and nice pajamas your father is wearing :-).

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

No vacation yet, Karen. The virtual cat got my blogging tongue, or some such.