Like fathers, like sons...

The joys of my childhood was kept clear to me with the pictures taken by my father. He had my pictures from the very first days I was born, and he went on to weekly, monthly & yearly recording my images until he passed away when I was about eleven... and he left me not only those joyful images, but the love of capturing them as well.

That's maybe why I always enjoyed taking pictures eversince I could remember. And now I'm more delighted watching my son practice this art as well. Just recently Jonah & I both enrolled in a photography workshop, last weekend was his first photo shoot, our first together...