My youngest brother and his three children can draw. We always said they inherited that art from our mom, but who knows? All I know is that the talent skipped right over me! I have trouble with stick figures ;(
Some 35 years ago, my brother F. drew this picture of our family home. We have lots of photos of those front steps and Mom's roses and flowerbeds, but I like his interpretation the best.
I can still see us sitting on those steps waiting for my dad to drive in from his work. My brothers were usually dressed in their sports uniforms waiting for Dad to make it in time to drive them to their practice or game. And I was counting down the minutes until I would be late for my piano lesson.
And as for Mom, she was waiting to put the dinner on the table and finally have her family back together after a very busy day.
Update: Oops! I am such a poor photographer! Now I see my "selfie" in the reflection! Oh, well! ( Seems those are my Mom's favorite words.)