Thirty three years later

I love Tara's Gallery prompt this week.  To recreate an old photo.  I have been trying to get my Dad on board with a gallery post for a while as he takes great photos.  So here is my mum with her grandson Mr G, taken by me.  And here is me and my mum back in 1977, lost in a forest in Northumberland, whilst on holiday, as taken by my Dad.   

My dad is definitely the better photographer.  I took mine really quickly, just because I saw the original picture unfolding in front of my eyes.  The strange thing was I had convinced myself that in the original photo I was on the right side.  Funny how time plays tricks on your perception.  Almost like I was seeing the picture as a mirror image, from the baby inside it.  I was a bit gutted when my dad emailed the pic to me this morning and I saw I had got it wrong.  But then I like the mirror image effect. In Shakespeare's words (forgive me I used to be a Drama teacher) 'to hold as 'twere the mirror up to nature'.  I hope I look this gorgeous in 33 years time.

I won't tell you how long it took me to work out how to stick the two pics together, but I will say I have discovered the joys of Picassa collages. Huge thanks to Sarah at Catching the Magic, a beautiful blog you must visit.  Another new skill...

Enjoy your trip round the gallery, I am really looking forward to this one.