On a whim, I veered north instead of west. My middle son's appointment had ended, and the morning was nearly over anyway. He had brought along Frog and Toad. Why not stop by and read to Great-Grandma before lunch? Taking this picture and recording his reading to her was a passing thought. I usually forget my camera. I suppose the granddaughter of someone with Alzheimer's should know better than to rely on memory for recalling such moments. Something beyond my usual practice prompted me to capture this serendipitous, yet poignant picture six years ago today.
Divine Diversion
Divine Diversion
Divine Diversion
On a whim, I veered north instead of west. My middle son's appointment had ended, and the morning was nearly over anyway. He had brought along Frog and Toad. Why not stop by and read to Great-Grandma before lunch? Taking this picture and recording his reading to her was a passing thought. I usually forget my camera. I suppose the granddaughter of someone with Alzheimer's should know better than to rely on memory for recalling such moments. Something beyond my usual practice prompted me to capture this serendipitous, yet poignant picture six years ago today.