Awww! So sweet, the memory of your great grandchild painting! Things like that get to me, too. I bet there are others there that pop up every now and then.
A very nice entry.
Joy May 20, 2024 at 12:06pm In response to "Images"
Great entry! I remember the wind-up rolls and even earlier stuff. And yes, it is sooo different today. I'm also fearful for the art of writing, as we know it, because it seems to be going out in the way of the photography.
intuey May 20, 2024 at 9:48am In response to "Images"
I know, selfies are crazy! The sheer amount shared is wild- can you imagine how many they take that they don't share?
There was an art in photography when it had to be developed. And they were definitely more treasured than the thousands taken now. Can you imagine being able to look back at your life in all the photos they have now?
Joy May 17, 2024 at 11:13am In response to "Exiled"
Such a great use of the words! So sorry you have to go through with all that with the aftermath of the operation. I hope and pray to heal perfectly and very soon.
Write about an object you own that has negligible monetary value, but is priceless to you.
This item sits in my garden. It’s unrecognisable from its original form. It’s a grey lump of concrete, indiscernible from any old rock but it makes me smile when my husband always replaces it after digging in the garden bed where this thing resides.
When our son was eight years old at school the kids made concrete statues for Mother’s Day. He presented me with this foot tall Donald Duck painted in all his blue and yellow finery. Donald was a back door stop in the house for years, eventually being relegated to outside. Bits of him were knocked off until only his head remained. It is this that still keeps watch and will never be thrown away by me.
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