Thirty years ago, I shared a house with Ingrid and Betsy. I still feel like Ingrid is one of my closest friends, but I don't see much of her because she lives in New Hampshire and I live in Virginia.
It was such a pleasure to spend the day with her family--biking along the river to Old Town Alexandria, shopping with her 12-yr-old daughter, and eating Indian food for dinner with Mike's cousin Erin.
I was having so much fun that I forgot to take photos. I took my camera out as they were leaving, but I'm not very happy with the results.
This is the best shot of her. It's cropped from a group shot of her family when the others moved after I was finished with the posed shots. Usually the un-posed shots turn out the best. Leslie took a decent one of the me and Ingrid, but this project is supposed to be my photos.
