I looked out the back window of my townhouse to see a little 4-year-old boy rummaging through my tomato plants looking for the red ones. It was 1996, three years before I started the photography business. I didn't mind my little visitor. I don't like tomatoes, I just like growing the plants. They're easy and make me feel like an accomplished gardener. The little boy would also come knocking on my door to see if I could come out and play. It doesn't seem that long ago. Yesterday, that little boy came to the studio for his senior portraits. It's amazing how fast the time goes.
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