Our very good friends, Jon and Greta, have not had a family picture done in years. With eleven children, it gets sort of complicated getting everyone together and looking in the same direction. I have promised them I would take one and, with only a few short weeks left, figured I had better make good on that promise and quick. And we DID it!!
We spent our Sunday afternoon together at the lake, hours and laughter mingling into one wonderfully satisfying day. We came home and basked in the afterglow of such a good visit. Of those hours, we spent five minutes snapping pictures. No photos of toes buried in sand, sopping wet giggles, sparkly eyed laughter, rolling down hills or climbing tire walls... my heart was too full and occupied with soaking every last drop up of real, in-person conversation and face-to-face smiles. These days will be fewer now, but good friends will last, even despite miles.
This last photo plus the Newman Four (and a half).
These days will be remembered and future visits like this, though less frequent, anticipated.