For the past several months, I’ve been helping my mother out with a family project. We’ve been going through scads of old, deteriorating photographs, scanning them and identifying faces. Apparently, members of every branch of my family were armed with a camera from the moment they first one became commercially available.
Then I found this group of seven pictures in one pack, along with negatives that tell me they were taken in exactly this order:
What does it mean? What’s the story here?
Copyright Tracy Zollinger Turner, Tinymantras.com, 2009.
It means you have an awesome family. One far cooler than mine because mine never smoked cigarettes.
She is imaging an injured baby bear she hit while driving with her eyes closed, so that she can telepathically heal its possible internal injuries and broken leg, then sit down for a smoke. Hope Smokey isn't the cub's dad.
cheers