January portraits 3

This last week I did family portraits.

From my paternal grandfather, via even our budgie, to my little sister.

All week I have been looking for a photo I must have somewhere of my maternal grandmother, already a widow, in the garden with her four young children.

She was the only grandparent beside my grandpa on whose lap I have sat as a baby.

I have no memories of her.

And my grandad died when I was a toddler.

It is strange to realise how little experience I have with grandparents, now I am a grandmother myself!



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