This picture is taken sometime in the mid-70´s, on a trip to Austria and possibly Italy. I was perhaps 9, 10, 11 and I don´t remember taking it exactly, but I have always had a strong sense of ownership and I have always like it very much. (And it doesn´t really look like something my mother would have taken, so I assume it is mine, though I wonder if I had a camera of my own at that time.) I remember being proud and thinking it looked pretty enough to be a postcard, except that there was our car in the middle of it!
This photo is, for me, the ur-photo, the beginning of my fascination with photography and the reason I enjoy it so much today.