“Photos are memories made visible.” – unknown

I have a couple of cameras that don’t include a playback option, so I really have no idea what photos are on them. Today I dug my smallest one out of my purse and decided to hook it up to the computer and find out.

Gold. Mine.

I discovered photos from New Orleans when my oldest son took me to the Super Bowl earlier this year. (Thankfully the photos were of the city, not the game. That memory can remain invisible, thank you.)

Photos from Arizona, New Mexico, and Texas from when my youngest son, daughter-in-law and I went to see Coldplay in concert in El Paso. (No jumbotron affairs were revealed during our performance.)

More memories from a visit with my oldest son and his fiancé – including a trip to the City Museum.

And just some altogether lovely things.

So many more amazing memories. What a joy! It made me a little sad that I haven’t blogged regularly in so long because this is usually where house these sorts of things. But I’m doing so now, and that’s all that matters.

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