Taking a family photo is akin to flossing the upper row of teeth. Nobody really wants to do it, and the effort provides little results. When you do get something out of it, it feels like a great accomplishment.Each year, usually in the early Fall, we gussy up the clan (new, complementary shirts) and follow Suzanna out to some remote location. What typically happens next is not for the faint of heart. It involves a child's whining, a parent's scolding, crocodile tears, demands that someone doesn't love someone else, ultimatums, and then a bribe. Thankfully, Suzanna has some serious skills and we get a couple awesome pics!
These photos were taken one Sunday up Hobble Creak Canyon. It was sprinkling when we first arrived. When it stopped, we hurried out and got the pics. As we finished, the wind picked up and the rain returned.
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