Sometimes, when I look at a picture of a child, I can see the adult they might become. And sometimes, upon viewing a picture of a friend, see the child they must have been. Both, a wedge of orange: a sweet delight.
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January 15, 2013 at 3:14 am
Beautiful Mel.
January 15, 2013 at 5:22 am
:) Thank you, sweetheart. A picture of a friend went by on my Facebook feed yesterday, and suddenly, in her eyes, and posture, with her shoulders held back and holding a very sweet smile,, I saw her as a young girl. It was a sweet little moment.
January 15, 2013 at 5:46 am
Your welcome :-) I have a pic on ramblings when I was very young. I also have one at my daughters wedding. One of my followers picked which one amongst a group of friends that was me (in the younger one) …simply because she had looked at both photos and I had my legs crossed in both!. Funny how characteristics carry on without us even realising it. We can’t hold the clock, but at least we can still provoke good memories :-)
January 15, 2013 at 5:48 am
What a sweet story! :) Yes. And sometimes we catch a glimpse of ourselves again, don’t we?
January 15, 2013 at 5:49 am
That we do :-)