This post was originally going to be just a quick pop-in to say
"Hi and Happy Good Morning!"
But that changed when I was setting up my little photo shoot and thought that I would add my dad's old Minolta to the mix.... I was fussing and arranging the camera, toast and coffee, when I decided to pick the camera up and take a picture. Just to feel the click and then the film advance.
I love the feel of a fine old camera.
I held it to my face to look thru the viewfinder. The weight and feel of the camera was similar but yet so different than my 35mm DSL.
It actually still smells faintly of cigarette smoke.... Dad was serious about his smoking!
It was like pulling a trigger....
It was like pulling a trigger....

I had this overwhelming flood of memories of my dad and all the things that he was really good at. As I write this, I feel the heat in my eyes that you get before the tears come. I feel my throat close and my heart aches just a little as I recall and replay.
Photography was one of those many things that he was good at.
I have many wonderful Father's Days to remember and be grateful for.
Love the dad you have and enjoy Father's Day with him!





