Rhymes with Sky Photography by L A Chhay

I love pictures. Some of my very fondest memories are of sitting with my grandmother, sifting through the big box of pictures and slides dating back to the 1930s. Each image made me feel more connected to history and gave solid footing to my place in the universe. I know- it sounds a little hokey-pokey, but it is true.

Pictures save moments. They let us time travel to memories, and give faces to our ancestors. The best of them make us laugh… and cry. Pictures are portals to the past. They are keys to unlock the hazy memories or our childhood. And if we are lucky, we have lots of them.

Pictures are magic.