We live in the Highlands of Scotland in the Summer. This year we explored beautiful old cottages. The lives of the long-gone inhabitants are remembered well by the locals, the cottages forgotten. These young ladies went with me to one of the homes with the idea of reintroducing life and color and movement. And to entertain the spirit of the former inhabitant for a day. With breezes wafting through broken windows and light playing with the shadows it was a day of remembrance.
It has taken me quite a while to consider myself a photographer.In my lifetime I have been daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother, great grandmother, empty nester, widow, and partner.Never in those years was I a photographer. Frankly, except for family memories, I didn't have time. Some might, and have said that I am stubborn.I prefer determined.When I had time later in my life to learn new skills, I decided to be determined about photography.It has been a Life changing,challenging new skill. I have always seen stories in the world around me,now I have a way to tell them.
