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Each summer for the past several years, my two young granddaughters have come up from their home on the Gulf Coast to sunny North Dakota (yep, the sun shines here in the winter as well but it's usually 80 to 100 degrees colder then), to hang out with us for about two months. It's pretty cool--I get to live vicariously through them (something my son told me when he was 15... hooh, boy), occasionally capturing them at their 7- and 9-year-old best. My capture of Annie's (7yo) feet, as we were snacking at Orange Leaf, is about as original as I could make it. I did sharpen it a little (to show off her sparkly shoes--she's a princess, doncha know), but I left the dirt on her feet and ankles, as well as under her toenails (often a bare-footed princess), and the couple errant pink sugar sprinkles on her left ankle, testament to her preferred choice of fro-yo topping. Kids. Hope it brings back memories for some of you.
Partly because of their age, their carefree period has in fact has slowly gone by. As young adults they have to find a good position in this relatively harsh society. When I look at the nice and cute photograph of your granddaughter's feet, on the one hand it makes me smile, while on the other hand I think her period of care freeness isn't over yet. But time flies by.
I hope that she, her parents, and grandparents can enjoy this form of carelessness that is inherent to her youth for some time to come.