Photographs of my daughters, once a week, every week, this 2014. Week 27.
Just another one of those Sunday afternoons, back from church. The girls were wearing these dresses from their Ninang Mae, and had already taken off their shoes when I remembered to take photographs.
Dawn: This little charmer, always ready for a photo shoot. The sight of a camera makes her run to the nearest wall to pose, no matter what her mood is.
Rain: Wasn’t really in the mood for a photo shoot that afternoon—mostly she just wanted to play—but, like a good sport, she gave Mommy and Daddy a smile or two.
^The rest of the photographs in this set were just like these last two, like they’re asking me, “Can we play now, Mom?” LOL. So I got my cue and let them play, besides, I was happy with my few takes from that day.
On a totally related note, I don’t know if you’ve noticed it, but you’ve probably wondered why I keep saying “photographs” instead of just “pictures”. And I know, judging from the number of syllables, I probably should just stick to the shorter of the two.
It’s just that, I love the sound of the word “photographs”, almost like it’s vintage or something. And more than just the sound of it, I love the origin of the word. Here’s a little trivia:
The word “photograph” was coined in 1839 by Sir John Herschel and is based on the Greek φῶς (phos), meaning “light”, and γραφή (graphê), meaning “drawing, writing”, together meaning “drawing with light“.
Ahh, don’t you just love the idea that you’re “drawing with light” when you’re taking photographs? :)
I know. The little things I bother myself with. Hay.