Showing posts with label hammock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hammock. Show all posts

6/24/16

An AFTERNOON READ with Momma


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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8/5/11

SUMMERTIME: Part 2


Summertime is sitting and laughing in a hammock with friends beneath the shade of an old tree.


Tomorrow: picnics

2/3/09

A SUNNY DAY in the Old West


A chance to step back in time. Perhaps this was a home, but I'm thinking boarding house. I imagine the original homestead was the 1 story house on the right with the "time for dinner" triangle hanging out front. The two story abode was probably added later. Looks like a nice enough place. Have no idea where it is. No reference was written on the back. 

the boarding house_tatteredandlost
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There must have been a lot of life going on in this place. People coming and going. Meals being served. Heartaches. Loneliness. Snoring at night. Candles moving from room to room in the darkness. Crickets outside all day long in the shade of the trees. A nice lazy hammock on the second floor balcony for afternoon naps. The sound of the screendoor creaking open then slapping shut. Wagons arriving with goods then leaving. Horses tied up out front, though I don't see a hitching post. Birthdays shared. Holidays. Yup, this building was important and would have stories to tell. A moment frozen in time that cannot show the life that was lived there. Oh for a time machine and a chance to travel back for a day. To stand in front of this building and turn a complete 360 to see the surroundings. I can get lost in these places.