The original photo that led to the creation of Once Upon a Dead Gull.
Everyone dies. It’s the morbid curiosity of when and how that makes horror so enticing.
Cotton, peas, your friends, your seat, your nose… There are a lot of things you can pick. Family isn’t one of them.
Photographs of family and friends are scattered throughout this blog so instead of taking a new photograph for this challenge I thought it would be fun to share a few old ones.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.
When I realized I’d rather be behind the camera.
It was a merry Christmas
My paternal grandmother.
Four generations of women.