For my mother-in-law, it’s teddy bears, for my grandma-in-law (if that’s even a thing!), it’s sheep, and for my mom, it’s kitsch with witty quips about wine.
But for me, it is cameras. Gorgeous, vintage, long-broken cameras. I can’t resist them. When one catches my eye, I just can’t get it out of my head. It just keeps gnawing at me even though I know I don’t need one. Who could possibly need so many cameras that don’t even work? It’s a sickness really. A wonderful, wonderful sickness.
Here’s the new addition, an Ansco Lancer. Sigh… isn’t she pretty.
And one with the family 🙂