



Bapa has a little red barn in his backyard. It's stored many things over the years...a baby carriage that we used to push my cousin, Mandy, around in when she was tiny. A few balls and bats, lawn mowers, mice (much to Bapa's frustration) and most importantly, memories.
When R was little, I started taking his picture in front of the barn. It's something I do now every time we go up to visit Bapa. The little red barn hasn't changed much over the years, but the boys sure have. Here's a small sample of the many shots I've taken.
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