My dad used to read to me every night when he was home. The first few years of my life he was gone a lot during the Korean war. Then for many years he was traveling making training films. But when he was home bedtime meant story time. I don't remember my mom reading to me, but she probably did.
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I love this photo of the woman and child snug in the hammock on a summer day. Close your eyes and imagine the sounds of her voice and the birds in the trees, the feeling of a breeze lightly touching your skin, and the warmth of the child's body next to yours.
I was thrilled when I found this photo. It is featured in Tattered and Lost: The Quiet Art of Reading.
This my contribution to Sepia Saturday this week.
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What a sweet picture! And it fits the prompt perfectly. :)
ReplyDeleteIt was the first one that came to mind when I saw the prompt. It is a very sweet shot.
DeleteIt is a beautiful timeless photo, evocative of summer living on the porch. But there is a bit of worry that mother is about to roll out and tumble onto the floor!
ReplyDeleteAnd folks we have the invention of velcro!
DeleteI think that's so that she can make a quick get away when the infant falls asleep!
DeleteYou might be right. Just imagine though that she could do this without the sound of a phone ringing. Or a loud car driving by. Just the sound of her voice and the child's breathing.
DeleteA lovely photograph. Indeed I liked it so much I bought the book! (A note to other sepians - T&L's books are available via your regional Amazon shops (e.g. Amazon.co.uk)
ReplyDeleteThank you Alan. I appreciate it. I hope you enjoy it. I take great care putting them together.
DeleteI recommend this book. It is chock full of such wonderful photos!
ReplyDeleteYou make me blush kind sir. Thank you.
DeleteI can hear the cicadas too.
ReplyDeleteOh yes, I'd forgotten about those. Isn't it fun to fill your senses just by looking at a photo?
DeleteA very beautiful scene you've painted.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I'd love to escape to there.
DeleteI now desire a hammock so that I can enjoy a siesta in the sun, but I'm afraid I'd want it all to myself.
ReplyDeleteMe too! I have a very old stand that is probably close to 100 years old, but no hammock. A decent hammock is pretty darn expensive these days.
DeleteI've never seen a hammock that size. The one we had was for one person only. This one looks so comfortable.
ReplyDeleteMy mother had one that large, made of cotton. I still have the very large stand somewhere out in the weeds. I have never been able to find a nice hammock to fit. It was very comfortable.
DeleteWhat a lovely scene that does invite you to sense everything in it's quiet.
ReplyDeleteA good place to sleep.
DeleteLooks very relaxing, at least until someone falls out. I have a photo of my husband and granddaughter sitting sideways in a hammock, but I don't think he was confident enough to lie back and relax!
ReplyDeleteMany unintended comedy routine has started with a hammock. It's not for the wary.
DeleteAs soon as I saw the hammock I thought, How very snug and nice. Just perfect.
ReplyDeleteThe floating and rocking is always so comforting. Takes you back to childhood.
DeleteSuch a beautiful image. You can feel the love coming from it, and contentment. I imagine your dad's nighttime stories were so very special they outshone ordinary routine. I love the books.
ReplyDeleteOne book he tried reading was Pinocchio. It was very thick and I'd scream each time he brought it out. Eventually he gave up and found a nice big book about a bear that loved.
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