Trisharooni

By trisharooni

Rosie

When walking Billy I ran into Rosie and her mother.
Haven't seen either of them for a while, so there was a lot to catch up on, especially as they have been greatly affected by the fires, and are still not in their home.

I first photographed Rosie when she was a baby and have blipped her now thirteen times.
This is the first blip, nearly nine years ago, when she was six.

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