Our god daughter is 3. One day when she is older she will receive a letter from us, and in it, will be the address to this blog. We hope when she reads it, she remembers us at our best and our worst. We hope this blog will guide her. Where-ever we end up, we hope that these lessons will reach her. And just like magic it will be like we are sitting right next to her. Telling her we love her and always will.(From her Godmother & Godfather)
Sunday, April 17, 2011
The boy and the bee behind the photoshoot photos
We are holding in our baskets corn and chilli homegrown. Baskets hand woven by Khmer's from the high mountains and a box of red head matches. Grandma and 'the boy' between shots.
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