Anna, San Francisco, November.
That is one of her favorite shirts, and it is too small for her as you can see. I didn’t know when I packed it for the trip. The cat’s name on that shirt is Spike, and she appreciates the humor in that. The bag is one we found at a garage sale. She got it for a quarter. (She gets everything for quarters at garage sales. No one can resist her. She doesn’t even have to TRY to haggle them, they fall at her feet! It is the best thing ever. She is my secret weapon.) Inside the purse were certainly found treasures like a bus receipt, a penny, or the swizzle stick from my drink at dinner the night before. Also a camera and lip gloss, and maybe a pen. The hat – I’m not sure you can really tell what it looks like in the picture, but it is one of those puffy hunting type hats with the flaps that hang down over your ears. It’s hot pink plaid with black furry lining.
I had left that morning to meet clients before she was awake. This is how she showed up to meet me after my photo shoot was complete. I saw her and just took her in…smiled to myself, because I am the lucky one that gets to watch her grow up. I asked her if she would stand in front of this wall, but she didn’t want to, was too excited to look at the albino alligator. I told her that was okay, I could wait until she was ready. She came to me a few minutes later, after I had followed her around for awhile. Grabbed my hand and said, “Okay Mom, take the picture now,” in her grown up woman voice, the one she uses when she wants to believe she is, in fact, nineteen years old. I told her where I would like her to stand. She stood, and looked at me like this, and I took two shots, and then she ran off.
I look at this and I see her.
Out of the hundreds of photos I took while we were on vacation in San Francisco, this one, taken at the California Academy of Sciences, is my absolute favorite.
xo
Tara
























