A group portrait of the cottagers, made possible by a tripod and self-timer. This must suffice till the Chap's around to serve as official event photographer.
High-key and backlighting by Mother Nature.
Tucked into our cottage photo album is a 1992 photo of me sitting on the stair down to the dock, wearing the very same shirt as in the above. Lacking a scanner at this house, I cannot digitise it so you can decide which of us, the shirt or the wearer, has aged more gracefully over the last decade and a half.
No comments:
Post a Comment