George and Olive whitmore are my paternal grandparents. Some of my father’s ashes are scattered here as well. I sure do miss them. I am the last of this family line, and this is most assuredly the strangest family portrait I’ve ever made.
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George and Olive whitmore are my paternal grandparents. Some of my father’s ashes are scattered here as well. I sure do miss them. I am the last of this family line, and this is most assuredly the strangest family portrait I’ve ever made.
I agree, it is a strange family photo, but I love it. I love your toes in it. It is so important to remember our family whether they are here with us or gone ahead.
A beautiful, profound and poignant image. The living and the dead. Memory and our lives of strange transience.
One of my favourite images EVER…
Great image Cheryl. Thoughtful. We visited a family cemetery a couple years ago and it is profound to think of all that came before us that gave us the chance to be where we are today. Beautiful, really Beautiful.
Nice photo. It’s like a story - where the protagonist reached their destination.
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beautiful pic.