When she was little, I told her this garden was hers. We lived across the street from it, the Château Ramezay garden. She is now very much grown up, but it still troubles her. "Mom, was that really MY garden?" she asked the other day...
These buggers come straight from the oven and are awaiting their pralin filling... It's rough having a French chef in the house. Oh, and yes, they are just as good as they look.
A precious picture of a very precious person. I try to see the person he is today in the little boy he was back then, as well as the little boy he was back then in the person he is today.
They were all three sitting in front of the oven, waiting for the "Madeleines" to cook. The kids were asking that all important question - how much time left? Taken with Delta 100 and then photographed with D100 as the "scan". Facial expressions betraying the lack of interest in the photographer.
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