I was moving a bunch of Jackson’s baby photos from one digital archive to another when I found this, taken in the fall of 2001 on one of those walks we used to go on at the end of the day when he was cranky. He’d bob along in his baby backpack and I’d take pictures. I was a little depressed at the time, having just lost my job, and having barely any idea of what to do with a tiny person all day. But we survived. Flourished, even, after a fashion.
I’m thinking…Alice Keck, no? love those nights!
Wow. That is gorgeous.
cotton candy sky.
I love how pictures can remind us of times and places that aren’t even in the picture. It is like your own little secret.
Did you even notice the wires at the time? Were you meaning to just capture the palms silhouetted against the beautiful sky? I’ve got an awesome sunset-over-the-ocean view from our deck, and every time I take a picture of it and look at it, I realize the telephone wire is in the way.
Yeah, I did notice the wires, and I liked them.
I was really thinking about you today.
Happy Mother’s Day.
there is something so, so fabulous about this photo
Of course you flourished. The sky intended to remind you that everything would be okay. At least, that’s what the sky tells me all the time. When I’m feeling low, all I need to do is look up and I’ll realize how small my problems really are.