Grandson Elijah and I caught a little jump time on the trampoline this afternoon right before the storms came through.
"No more pictures!" He thinks if he hides his face, I can't take his picture. He don't know me very well, do he?
"All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt."— Susan Sontag
3 comments:
What a cute little "Muck Dog!" I love the name of his team. I would love to get up and see one of his games. Times like that I wish we lived in Cookeville :0) Hope you guys didn't get any storm damage up your way!
Ahh, he's so cute!!! I want to love him and squeeze him!!!
I had a front row seat to the storms today. Watched as the blew through Lebanon, literally!
Cute pics! Hope to get to see the Muck Dogs play! (Very cool name) I hope he enjoys it more as time goes on.
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