These 2 pictures of Cookie, my hilarious St. Bernard, were goofy, an oxymoron really...a giant snow dog at the beach...but every time I run across them they make me laugh out loud. When I took these it wasn't a super happy, laugh it up time for me. Although any images from that time sort of transport me back there a bit, these 2 have this wonderful way of making me see that there is humor every where as long as you are open to seeing it. And isn't that what we all love about photography anyway?? Their ability to transport us back to a moment or trigger a special memory?? That is what makes photography magical to me...
This past summer my grandparents house was sold. I was really sad to realize it wasn't going to be my place to escape anymore. I love that it was sold to a younger family, a doctor's family like my grandfather. I am sure they will have amazing times in what I have come to believe is a magical place. And I will continue to see these photos and the hundreds of others and be instantly transported back to the house on Lake Drive and the magic that was created there!