Burt was my photo model and this is one of my [many, many] favorite shots. There’s a teasing smirk in the smile, yet the fun is there.
He noted when I took pictures of him and was pleased to have the camera turned towards him. I am pleased to have such a treasure trove of memory.
The photo capture symbolized my love and he knew it. When he’d been well, we didn’t use cellphones and I bought throw away cameras to document our outings. He would initiate asking strangers to take our picture.
Today, I scrolled the phone, found videos (just two with his voice as sound track: what a treat) and put together photo albums. I marked a lot of them with the heart, too. I am far from done.
There are more that need finding and signalling out but I was sated for today.
this is our life 