I finished going through our photo collection at about 3:30pm today. I realized a few things, as I went through seven years worth of digital photography:
- I need to start snapping pics again. The difference between the sheer volume of pictures from 2001 and today is startling.
- Saving the pictures in dated file folders isn’t really necessary anymore – the exif data provides the date taken.
- It’s about time I read a book or two about photography. There are entirely too many craptastic pictures on my hard drive.
Going through the first few years was difficult. Seeing the pictures of Tig was emotional, as was deciding if I should include pictures of him in the final project. (Yes, I did print pictures of him with us.)
When the boys woke up this morning they immediately glommed on and started looking at the pictures. Did they help pick any out? Of COURSE not, they were too busy saying “There’s Baby Daniel! There’s Baby Joseph! Mommy? Who IS that? (That’s you, Baby!)
There are 73 photos on my kitchen table, waiting to be sorted through (by Daniel this time), glued to the timeline, and captioned.