Photos of such happy times.
Smiling faces, arms around each other.
But then the apocalypse happened and everything changed.
My walls are now bare.
I threw many out.
Some I just stored in boxes in the shed.
Why would I want them on display.?
Were they really happy times, or were people just pretending to be happy.
I loved taking photos, just to have a record of happy days.
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My kittens at our rented farm house in Rochester when we were first married |
I still take photos
And I still have some photos on display; my parents and grandparents.
And my grandchildren, from many years ago, as what did they do !
They are just innocent parties to their parents and others egos.
And why !
Do you have boxes and boxes of old photo albums ?
What do all those photos mean to you
What does a photo show us about the subject being photographed.
Do you see how difficult their life was.
The state of their clothes or their living conditions. Or all those interesting occupations.
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To have a photo like this is just amazing for family history. |
Photos show many emotions
Can you see the sadness in someone's eyes.
The glint in the eye from a child's happiness
Or is guilt showing through.
Photos will not hide the increase in weight which may be a sign of too much living the high life or even overeating to hide the feelings of guilt.
Perhaps there is pride in a newly slim body due to a exciting exercise regime
So I always loved going through my photos and recalling happy times.
Now all those happy times are just tinged with sadness.
And many photos are now just lying at the tip !
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