Here are some snapshots from Dallas, on the event of Martha's graduation with her Master's.
Here's Julie praying to the suitcase god. In the living room, of course. Where else would you put a suitcase? Valentine supervises. This one was pretty underexposed, so the colors aren't very realistic. The purple PJ's do show up pretty well, though.
On the way to the ceremony, most of the non-participants stopped for lunch. Here's the fashion squad hurrying purposefully through the freezing cold parking lot after lunch.
The Coliseum wasn't a very photography-friendly place, especially without a long telephoto lens. And we sat on the right/wrong side (as opposed to the left/right side), where we got to see the backs of all the graduates as they walked across the stage. After the ceremony I ran down to the front of the bleachers to get reasonably close to the graduates as they marched out. Note the tassel on the left!
There were a number of boring parts in the agenda. Julie came equipped.
Some good friends managed to find Martha in the chaos after the ceremony.
You'd think we had actually exerted ourselves.
Flopping space was at a premium. The photographer was too slow to get the picture before being noticed, but the subject was captive.
I'm not exactly sure where this thing came from. I had to throw this in because it came out better than any of the family snapshots in this batch.
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