I found this picture in the midst of my (everybody's) big photo sorting project. Back in the days when every shot from a film camera was printed. Dennis must have taken it. A robin (or similar) in my holly tree right by my front door recently cut down by the big tree-trimming project. Got the depth of field right and everything.
No more holly tree. Certainly we adjust to changes in our landscape and I knew it had to go but still I miss it.
I'm doing show and tell about my memoir writing class to my Guided Autobiography group which will meet in about an hour or so. I'll share my work so far on the Priscilla piece, maybe I will read it out loud. I've written the last half first...from when she convinced us to take her to the Davenport cave the first time.
Nice birdie
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