My mom, Rosalie, has always been infatuated with photography.  She loves to tell the story of when she left home for the first time as a teenager and returned from girl scout camp with hundreds of dollars worth of film to develop.  Her parents were less than pleased, but the habit was just beginning then.  During any family event or outing, my mom is frantically snapping shots.  Several years ago, my siblings and I began referring to her as Papparazzi.

Each of us have had moments of frustration, when our mom has snuck up on us to take a "precious" photo of us sans makeup, wearing pajamas and eating spaghetti on the couch.  She saw it as documenting a candid moment. As teenagers, we saw it as documenting a blemish we didn't want remembered.

None of us can deny that she has real talent though.  And as each of her kids has grown up and out, she has turned to photographing nature, landscapes, and animals that don't mind being caught off guard with a quick flash.

Each photo I post has been taken by her, and each photo ties me back to a place or person.  These photos, taken through mama's lens, tie into one of my memories.  In writing this, I hope to share those memories, and more importantly, spotlight the incredible work my mom has created.