“Do you think he liked the cherry blossoms too?”
Belle, on the other hand, proudly told anyone who would listen — her teacher, her classmates, the cashier at the grocery store, even the mailman — that “a famous man walked in our picture and Mommy didn’t even see him.” Her excitement was pure, contagious, and entirely genuine.
There was something poetic about it — something that made her pause in gratitude.
The Photographer’s Perspective
Later that week, they returned to the photographer’s small studio to review the final edited images. His workspace was filled with framed moments: new parents cradling infants, couples beneath autumn trees, grandparents holding hands, dogs running through tall grass. Each photo captured a different kind of love.
But now, at the center of his display, he had placed a brand new frame — the shot of Belle and Preston beneath the cherry blossoms, with President Obama smiling casually in the background.Continue reading…
