Three is a magic number as the song goes. My photo of three Ghanaian boys is one of the best I have in my collection. Originally in color, I applied a sepia treatment in honor of Sepia Saturday. Once I started looking for trios in photos, it's surprising how many I found.
|Ghana - three beautiful girls|
And above (because I can't get blogger to cooperate and let me insert comment this above the photo, grrr) to balance the three boys, here are three beautiful girls. Also Ghanaians.
Another of my favorites, I used this photo on my mother's memorial card. She loved the beach....we all did.
And the worst "trio" photo I found: me, Jack and mom. Oops, it really isn't a trio because of the donkey in the foreground, being forced to smile with the two Jenny-asses and the other Jack-ass. Doesn't this photo embody the year, 1967? The big Go-Go sign adds a soupcon of "je ne sais quoi" to the whole scene. We might have thought twice about posing for this scene if we'd guessed it would survive for fifty years and be publicly displayed. As the only survivor of the tableau, I'll have only me, myself and I (another trio) to blame for immortalizing our bad taste. I hope the other three will forgive me.