I wonder if she will remember this moment. The feeling of his vast hands cocooning hers. All the impetuous haste of youth, she had.
I can do it!
He tried to slow her down. To show her. With the wisdom of the knowing tortoise. (She didn’t listen, of course.)
I have saved it for her, anyhow. For later.
For when she is ready to remember. When she needs to understand who she was, and who she might be.
© images and content Emily Hughes and searchingtosee, 2013
Beautiful and warming, and a wonderful pic.
Very beautiful post.
Thanks, Shimon for your lovely comment.
Oh I LoVe this!!! It is an odd fact(oid) of life, and a joy, that we may need to remember and understand who we were! This is beautiful – simple and unrushed, a stamp of your work. The pic is divine! 🙂
Thanks Gigi it is so true isn’t it that we don’t appreciate our memories until later, when they are mostly forgotten. It’s why I think photographs are so important, I think.
Simply beautiful …
Thank you, Anette!
Beautiful post, Emily. What was she photographing?
I had the rollei set up on a tripod and was photographing the children, and she wanted to take some pictures so I let her use my Lumix. Grandpa was trying to assist her but she was quite haphazard in her method!
Oh, this is just gorgeous – and so beautifully written.
Thanks! I’m glad you liked the picture, and the words.
A lovely idea! And the picture is wonderful – I see determination in those eyes.
Oh yes there is much determination!
So gorgeous Emily, and what a lovely thing to do for her..
Thank you, Cath! I hope one day she (and her brother) will look back at some of the pictures on this blog, and others, in the way that I did and still do look back at our family albums, and remember things, moments which might otherwise have been lost and forgotten.