I like to images of people, taken from behind. Often the poses are unguarded and, if you know the person, you can recognize them without seeing their faces.
I have lots of photos of Steve from behind. He always looks like himself.
This picture of Judy, Jack, and Chris with their feet in the Atlantic makes me happy. I think that even if you don’t know them, the composition is nice.
I don’t have many shots of me from behind. In the ones I have, sometimes I recognize myself, and sometimes I do not. Jeff took the photo of me, below, last week at a lovely spot at the Dallas Arboretum. My first thought was that with my hair so short, I could be mistaken for a boy (with a purse) from behind.
I like my short hair and am not likely to grow it out, but still… it would be nice to be a little more girly from behind :-).
I’m a fan of photos from behind as well. That’s a great shot (short hair and all) of you walking down that path with what could be a kind of honor guard of trees.
The one on the beach is so evocative and reminds me of one I took of husband and granddaughter and later made into a quilt. I have it on my blog.
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Stick on a bow or be content in knowing that once you began walking no one would think you were a boy.
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Now there’s a thought! I big bow :-).
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Love that photo of you Becky…you look girly!
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