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Throw Back Thursday

 

I love this photograph of my husband’s grandfather and his family.  This was the beginning of World War I.  When I look at their faces,  it makes me wonder what life was like for them back then.  What were their thoughts, their worries, their plans?  What would they have thought of the world today?

Here’s what my mother-in-law told me about this photograph:

The year must be around 1914, at the beginning of World War I.  The picture shows Ralf’s grandfather Robert, at approximately age 5, his grandmother, and his three uncles in their home town Steyr, Upper Austria. Robert’s mother Josefine had moved to Vienna to find a job. She found a job as well as her future husband. Robert joined them in Vienna a few years later.

I’m just grateful to have these photographs as a glimpse into the lives and the history of these ancestors.

Please make it a priority to print your pictures this year!

“What February Looks Like” | Lifestyle Project

This month is a mishmash of miscellany.  As I went through these images, I obviously didn’t pull my camera out much when I was with my two older kids.  This month is definitely heavily about my youngest two.  We spent as much time as we could outside but, as February usually goes, much of our daylight hours were spent inside.  We’re itching for spring over here!

Please continue our little circle this month by visiting the lovely Shannon Sewell to get a peek into her life.

 

Stacey Woods - Wendy these are wonderful!!! I love the dramatic light in the tent, and the casual, artful way you’ve photographed your older kids simply being themselves and doing what they love. I’m crazy over the little mirrors over your piano! My little ones also get more camera love these days than my oldest does. Such beautiful work, friend. As always.

andrea - those piano images — just wow!! and that post bath touseled hair smirk, perfection. thanks for sharing your month with us. xo.

amy grace - wendy, i feel like these are so cohesive, that they are special moments and portraits, strung together by quiet, trust, their real selves, and lovely light. i have played piano my whole life, and i am particularly taken with the images of your son at his. how beautifully framed and lit and composed. and then the tent, and with the dog, and those intense and trusting looks your children give you. i think that may be at the heart of why i love these. that as they have grown older, into themselves and the world, they still let you in, so open and authentic. every month, i feel like i really know you after these posts. it’s a wonderful thing. xoxo

kate t. parker - i love these.

Kara May - Love seeing these real life moments. Such a great mix of moments! Beautiful post!

Lindsey Bergstrom - these are so sweet…I still just love looking at your images because I love peeking into the lives of your older children. I love the one of your son at the breakfast table…I am sure that is something you will remember.

shannon sewell - love them all.. but those fort pictures- PERFECT!!! :)

Jules - I always love seeing the beauty in your month. love the boys in the fort … cool lighting and so much fun! I love that your sweet dog gets to be an equal star in your images … so darling!

Summer Murdock - Love these…the tent, the sheet, the dog. You given me a glimpse into your lives and I love it.

Throw Back Thursday | Hello 1895

This week’s Throw Back Thursday post is the oldest photograph in the bunch.  It’s dated back to 1895 (the year the world’s very first movie theater opened in Paris).  I love it not only because it’s old but because the look on these kids’ faces are similar to my kids when I ask them for a picture.  I imagine these kids were busy working or playing and had no desire to stop for a picture.  But I love the fact that they did and the picture is being handed down from generation to generation.  That would never have been possible if the photo had never been printed.  Here’s the story from my mother-in-law, Charlotte:

 

The five children are my grandmother and her siblings around 1895 in front of their house in a tiny village south of Vienna, Austria. From left to right are: Ferdinand, who later emigrated to Milwaukee, USA; Karola, the oldest girl, who never married, although I was told she had an unhappy love affair in her youth; Emil was the oldest, and he joined the military and became a lieutenant as far as I know; he got married, and his daughter married an American soldier after WWII and moved to Los Angeles; next is Marie (or Mitzi), who married a rich older banker who died soon and left her all his money; and, finally, Josefine, my grandmother, the practical one. Two other siblings, Laura and Paula, were born after the picture was taken.

Now go and print those photos!

 

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