gifts

i have the most awesome secret sister. for two weeks in a row, i've received gifts. now, i'm not one who insists that a great friend, sister, or whoever give great, expensive gifts. for me, it's really the thought that counts... how much thought did you put into whatever it is that you're giving? if it's a .99 card, but the sentiment of that card displays thought, hey! that's what i'm talking about. or if it's not even in the form of a gift... if it's time spent... now that's what i'm really talking about! quality time spent.

anyway, last week, i received a coffee table book called sisters. i've seen it in the stores, but never picked it up myself. today i get another one called songs of my people: african americans: a self portrait. loving it! a book full of black and white photos i can gaze at, admire, and full of visual stories i can ingest over and over with my eyes!

what i can't figure out is how my secret sister knows that i have an interest in photography... i really don't recall what i put in my questionaire for the secret sis program... maybe i put it and didn't know.