So...this is not part of our assignment for this week, but when we were supposed to pick--out of a lifetime of photo taking--our most beloved pictures to put on the wall in the hall, I thought of this one, though I forgot that it was portrait orientation, and so I did not have the right frame. Once I thought of it, I wanted you all to see it, cuz dang it, I love this picture. I love these two people. My dad in a familiar gesture when my sister's kids and my kids were wee tots and he was "Grandpa Farm," giving kids tractor rides and enjoying the baby pigs in all of the other glories of farm life. That's my eldest, in all of her chubby two-year-old glory, reaching up, because it's her time to ride. Maybe it's also lucky that her orange shorts go with the orange on the tractor, and her blue shirt matches Grandpa's clothing. (And hey, people, look at the SPACES between her fingers!--Pertinent to class pointers from Barbara. :))I don't know. I just love it, and it puts me right back there to look at this picture. But it was pretty much just a lucky snap taken with a Canon Rebel, probably set on auto mode or something "auto." I have a whole bunch of "farm" pictures in this theme of Christine at this age. She's graduating from high school this year, and it would be fun to fix these up a bit in Photoshop to recapture the vivid colors and put them in a slide show or a collage for her (and for my dad). No need to use up class time to discuss this one. I just wanted you to see it and take advantage of the blog technology in case anybody has ideas about how to fiddle with this to make it better.

Okay, here's more....This is one of my other very-most-favorites. The mail rolled up in his back pocket is so typical of Dad, and again, there are his hands, and I can tell by Christine's posture that she's just casually loving it, the whole Grandpa thing.

There's women's work to do on the farm, too, and Christine helped with Grandma Farm's laundry.