Host for today is AOJ and the lurchers, and this is what she wants us to do:
Show me your favourite photograph and tell me why it's your favourite.
It can be one you've taken yourself or one someone else has taken, a snapshot or a more professional image. Is there a story behind it? Do you love it for the memories it gives or just because it's pleasing to the eye?
Show me and tell me!
When I saw the assignment, I thought this would be easy.
And then I started to browse through my pictures,
and found out it just isn't!
So many pictures, and so many beautiful memories,
picking only one is so difficult.
Pictures of happy moments together with my family,
my parents, my daughter, my husband ...
Pictures from one of the trips we made last year,
Normandy, Provence, Morocco, London ...
The skyline where I live, a beautiful sunset,
tits nesting on my patio in spring ...
All of them beautiful pictures, and memories I cherish.
Every day, and not so every day moments in my life.
I share them on this blog every day,
if you want to see my favourite pictures,
just browse through my posts and you'll find loads of them.
But if I have to pick a favourite one,
it would have to be one from that beautiful September day.
This is the apple tree in the garden where I grew up.
It must have been there almost all my life,
I can't remember that garden without it I think.
We had a swing right next to it,
and I remember sitting in its shadow,
playing with my sister, or reading a book there,
so many memories all connected to that tree.
But I can never remember as many apples on it as last year.
It was a beautiful day at the end of September,
we don't get too many of those here in Belgium,
especially not that time of the year.
We were all together at my parents house,
celebrating my sister and my daughter's birthday,
eating outside in the garden, a perfect family day.
And at the end of that day,
my father picked the apples from that tree.
And this, my dear friends is truly MY favourite picture.
It shows my father like I have always known him,
and that's how I will always want to remember him.
Always busy doing something,
and picking the fruits nature has given him.
And yes, thank God, both my parents are still alive and healthy.
I hope to keep it that way many more years ...
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