When Reagan and I were in Salt Lake, I had the great privilege of photographing my grandparents, at their house. When I was very small, I lived next door to these grandparents. When I was younger, I didn’t realize how fortunate I was to have known all of my grandparents. Living so far away from them now, I certainly appreciate the time that I have to visit with them, a lot more.
^—This is my grandfather’s infamous work room. Many a fine piece of steel jewelry was crafted on the bench grinder.
^— I really liked this shot, because I feel like it captures what happy people they are.
^—–This is my cute grandma, showing us her canning storage. The majority, if not all of the items contained in those jars, were grown right in their own garden.
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6 responses to “My Grandparents”
I love Grandparents! They look so happy, I love it.
This is the best. You’re lucky to still have them around. Between Mike and I, we have just two. Really good photos.
+ I love the ones of Kolob. If I could hie there this weekend… (hehehe couldn’t resist – :))
I love the pictures of Grandpa and Grandma. You captured them perfectly.
one word, rad.
These are such sweet photos– they make me want to know your grandparents, although I’m already sure I’d love them. You are lucky to have them.
Jake these are so good! I love these pictures they really tell the story of who they are. I just love grandma and grandpa. I’m glad you took these pictures!