Interviewer: ”One of my favorite pictures that you have taken is of you and George by the white fence with the red creeping flowers behind you. It’s so still and composed and peaceful.”
Pattie: Oh, with the roses. I was absolutely thrilled that the roses had come out, finally. I set up my tripod and said ‘George, George, come and stand with me’ and obviously it was taking a long time for the timer to go off because he’s sort of gazing away. I think I look a bit worried about the camera thinking ‘come on, is it going to click or not?!’
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