When I first met my friend's son, I could pick him up by his hands and whirl him around off the ground at arm's length; to gales of laughter and cries of delight.
Mine are the little round feet - his the long ones.
He was still a lot shorter than me, and a little bit shorter than his mother, as you can see in the picture below, though not for much longer I suppose.
Pictures from Cannon Beach, Oregon, in August this year.
Sunday, 21 December 2008
Growing Boy
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That bottom photo is stunning Ms. H! Really, really great.
Thank you - but Cannon Beach is stunning, with little help from me. I didn't even have the brain to take my polarising filter. :) Perhaps I should post some more, to brighten up the winter.
Oh yes do!!!!
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