I’ve spent the last couple of days scanning and restoring some old family photographs for my brother’s Christmas present. My head has been a little lost in the past. Memories of my parents, grandparents, uncles and cousins are sharing space with thoughts of all the new friends I’ve made this year. In that spirit, I wish everybody a beautiful Christmas filled with peace, surrounded by those you love.
Posts Tagged ‘1960s photographs’
Today is my birthday. It’s been my tradition to post old photos for family birthdays. Here’s my first, where I’m looking as excited as I feel now about getting older:
This was the only thing I was going to post, but my wonderful friend (and guest blogger) Katydid sent me a special “handmade” card. She knows me far too well! I had to share:
I can’t let July 7th pass without remembering my father, who was born on this day in 1936. Here is a photo taken on his 30th birthday.
Today is also special because it’s the 40th anniversary of the day I first set foot in England. It was the beginning of a lifelong love affair. I don’t have a photo of Liverpool, the place where we arrived on a ship from Montreal, so I am using a photo of Shropshire instead.