Wednesday – Pictures of Pictures

Today on my drive into work, I was thinking about this last Monday evening, when I was sitting at my dining room table selecting photos to send to my cousin Leslie's widower. I took them at her memorial service last month and promised to forward them, along with the copy of the program, to him as soon as I had them printed. Most of the pictures are of other pictures from a framed photo collage outside of the sanctuary. It's not a great way to get copies of cherished photos, but it was the best I could do under the circumstances. Wren said he wanted them, too, so I was trying to write a description on the back of each one I planned to send him.

My 3-year-old son walked up and asked, "What're you doing, Mommy?"

( A Street Value of a Several Thousand Words )