Along the dirt road leading to my grandparents farmhouse, there are scuppernong vines. I always loved visiting in late August so we could eat them straight off the vine. My kids thought I was making the word up, when one September my parents brought some out to New Mexico.
I did the senior pictures for my grand kids' cousin as a favor. This was the 1930s night time train shoot. It was cool to use one of my vintage cameras as a prop.
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