Sunday, December 25, 2011

recording Christmas

A Christmas photo essay.   My father comes into the living room. Flip camera in hand, making a record of the day (complete with commentary).   My mother looks decidedly apprehensive.


Nonetheless, she leans forward, obligingly, towards the camera - if still looking as though it's not quite what she wants to be happening ...

... but all is well!  Simba is, indeed, the true star of the show.

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