Around the holidays we have some favorite traditions that have been carried on to a new generation. One of these traditions is going to see Santa at Rohr’s Nursery in Ohio. I vaguely remember going to see the mall Santa when I was little. I think visiting Santa for a picture is a tradition for many families. Well when my girls were little I started taking them to the Rohr’s Santa. When we would go it was usually at the end of a long work week and I was tired. This particular Santa always amazed me at just how much he would know about the girls. In my sleepy frazzled state I would actually think for just a second that maybe Santa was real, maybe there were elves peaking around bushes and in windows observing all the activities in our household-not so much in a creepy way but in the way that makes a person feel like a kid again. As with everything my girls grew up – all too quickly, but this special Santa made them believe a little longer in the magic that is Christmas. So we have started this tradition with my grandson. The word has gotten out about this special Santa and the lines are long to have those few cherished moments with the man in red. We wait and my Grandson hops, spins, wiggles and dances to the Christmas Carols. We finally get to the front of the line and I –of course-am snapping pictures. I finally got time to look at the images and the last one was quite the treat. As I zoomed in on the faces -to look at the details of the expressions- Santa was winking at me. It added just a little bit of magic back into the holidays for me.
I could say photographer, but I am a collector of minutes in time, visual memories.