Easter morning was bright and sunny (oh, the good old days. I never would have guessed I would be skittish at the first drop of a rainstorm).
After church we all gathered at Sevier Park for a church-wide Easter Egg Hunt. I snapped a shot of Ella and her friends perusing their goods, and fell in love with the picture. Their postures, their semi-serious looks, the grassy hill, the big old house in the back - it makes me think of a Depression-era photo...
and here's what it would look like if you were rummaging through your grandmother's old box of photos and came across it...
{lovely models Ella A, Ella O, and Liv}
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so.....i grew up with all of the "jennifers." jennifer o. jennifer w. jennifer s. but really, those few years back when we were naming our girls, who would have EVER thought that the "ellas" would have to be identified using their last name initials?!?!? add ella g to that ever-growing list ;)
i KNOW!! I had literally only heard of Ella Fitzgerald when we picked the name. Granted, our Ella's full name is Elizabeth and she is thinking of going by that when she starts school. hmmmmm.
I'm still waiting for the day our Ellas get to meet!
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