Since 1999 I have been invited to The Mister's extended family camp. Back then, it was aunts and uncles, Grandma n' Grandpa, and cousins. Being the oldest grandchild, The Mister of the House was the first to bring in an "outsider" via marriage.
The tradition for family camp was going strong for a couple decades before I showed up. Grandma and Grandpa and Aunts and Uncles have watched the metamorphosis that I now witness: little punks, puberty, adulthood, marriage, kids, repeat.
We are getting to be quite the group. Of course there are some that are far away and could not make it, and they were missed.
This year I decided to document camp with a fun little project. Individual camp portraits were taken with something from camp that represents that person's favorite color. I have to add that I just finished a Family Reunion with my siblings, and it was out-of-state, and I was lacking time and energy, so no such documentation occurred there, but it was not for lack of love.
With that, I now present The Kidd Family Camp of 2013 and it's smart and incredibly good-looking attendants:
Grandpa Jack was particular about his blue. Azure blue. I finally grabbed my hat with some blue-green jewels and it seemed a little closer to his mark.
Grandma Darling in her camp chair that leans back. Comforts at camp can be hard to come by, but I dare say we were spoiled.
You needed the perfect sunlight to catch the undertones of "midnight blue" in this motorcycle - sunlight which I didn't have. Doesn't diminish the cool factor right? When I'm ready to play out my mid-life crisis I'll just borrow this haawg and head to the desert.
Cherie isn't able to spend all of camp for health reasons, but we caught her this night wearing her favorite color.
Sorry Matt, this picture is not in black and white. Good one though.
Purple really is my favorite color. But white has made such an impressive leap on my list that I decided to go with white.