Let me first point out that I did not take this photo, but Marie did. Not me Marie, but Little Marie. Last year I met Little Marie at Riverfest where the two of us fooled around with my camera a bit. You see, Little Marie likes photography just like me Marie. I forget how old Little Marie is, but I think she is eleven.
Yesterday when I opened my mailbox, I found an envelope from Little Marie's grandmother. Tucked inside were a couple of Little Marie's photographs she had taken from her grandparent's deck in Aho.
So, one day, when Little Marie grows up and if she is determined to become a world famous photographer, she can remember that she had her first photograph published on me Marie's Blue Ridge Blog.
Now let me present to you, in her photographic debut, Little Marie. Ta Da!
A personal note to Little Marie:
Dear Marie,
Nice shot. Keep up the good work and you will soar...
(Sorry kid, we don't pay the photographers much around here. kudos are all you get)
And on a completely different topic...
I'm not bragging or anything...but right now, as I type this, my dear husband is at home doing laundry and general housekeeping duties. I'm the luckiest woman ever.