The mud puddle days.

This here is a photo that I hold near and dear to my heart. In such case, I would call this my "picture perfect moment" only because is captures that rare memory that I once had with one of my brothers and my mom. This photo vividly shows the lovingly bond that we once shared as a family at one time prior to my parents divorce. I believe I was probably around 5 years old when this photo was taken, I am not quite sure. Even though I cannot quite remember the exact moment when this picture was taken, I am able to remember the warmth, comfort, and playful love that is captured. I do think that this was taken during the day. A rough storm had passed, and my brother and I went out to go play in the puddles. I only remember this because there were a couple of photos similar to this of us playfully stomping around in mud puddles. I also do believe that this photo was shot with a manual camera that my dad purchased over in Vietnam. My mom always loved taking pictures with that camera. I would post the other photo but It's back at home somewhere in my room, and this is the only one I have access to on my computer. But growing up... I never had the greatest child, so when coming across photo's like these of my family it allows me to forget the hurt, and once again embrace the love. I have this photo propped up on my desk back at my dad's. It reminds me that even though there is a distance between my mom and I. Looking at this photo, closes that gap between us. It gives me a nostalgic feeling. It takes me back to those mud puddle days.

to critique this photo: It's very light so there definitely should be some burning action done to the background and near around my mom's shoulder. I also think that it is a bit blurry and the coloring is a bit off. There also is a high amount of contrasting within the skin tones. If whoever had taken this photo would've took a step back or two. It would've given the photo some more framing and allowed the image to have some space.