Polly and I are in the process of writing a blog entry for The Fat Quarter Shop's Jolly Jabber for our new fabric collection Flag Day Farm. I think it will be posted within the week - so look for it soon.
Anyhoo.... in discussing the collections and it's inspirational origins (the family farm our Mother grew up on) we were looking through some family photos. It has been our joke between us that there is NOT any good photos of us. None. Double chins and glamour challenged faces aside - most photos catch us with eyes shut or one eye shut or the zipper on our pants undone. I am speaking of myself, primarily. We try to sneak out of most photos if we see someone approaching with a camera. We have a sense of humor about it, but it is just fact. When we came upon this photo of our Mother, our oldest brother Michael (the baby of course), and our Great Grandmother Polly, we feel there must be a genetic tendency to disappoint photographers. Grandma Polly never met a camera she didn't like. (guess who was named after her!) Finally! Proof that the "photogenic" gene runs in the family. How funny is that!
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