One of my very early memories of my dad (well, I guess it was in my early teens) was that when he went to work, he always carried a camera. My dad was/is a forester and he encountered some pretty scenic areas. I also remember overhearing my mother tell my dad that she just hated taking his pictures to be developed because he never took pictures of anything interesting, only trees.
I understand, dad.
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Maybe your mother was a bit jealous of seeing pictures after pictures of tree and few if any of her. Here's a blogger who is a Christian in Georgia. He and I go back a few years, and I thought you might like him. http://rhymeswithplague.blogspot.com
That made me smile. I take photos of trees too!!
I love taking pictures of trees - they are always smiling, never blink......
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