I have spent a good chunk of the night going through a pile of prints and negatives dating back 10 years or so. Wrapped in their paper envelopes with the negative in little plastic sleeves.
I must have taken these two shots on the end of a roll just to finish it off. I hated wasting film and would often shoot whatever or whoever was in front of me just to make sure I was getting 36 prints back.
I don’t recall taking these two images. I know I did as there are a couple of images on the roll showing Mini Coopers racing that I do remember taking. That said, I don’t remember the day or any of the locations that filled the rest of this roll of film.
That makes the finding of these two images all the more special. Not just because they are of my Mother. But when she died a few years after these photos were taken, I honestly thought I had all the photos I’d ever shot of her scanned in and stored in a safe place. There were very few images. Not enough to fill a CD.
This for me is like finding treasure. An extra couple of moments of my Mothers life I have not only found, but moments I captured that now show me more than any other photos exactly how I remember her in my minds eye.
On this particular day I must have been passing my Mums house on the way home and popped in for a cup of tea. I am so glad I did.