Life’s fleeting moments
Caught on yellowing paper
Vignettes of the past
Caught on paper
My journal of big words and pretty pictures
My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Life’s fleeting moments
Caught on yellowing paper
Vignettes of the past
Thin spiral notebook 
Lovely warm memory haiku and photos ~ thanks, Happy Weekend to you ^_^
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Sometimes, looking through those “vignettes”, I get nostalgic beyond words. especially as I see my sons, again, as babies. Oh, my babies.
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exactly the way I feel about being a writer. (and how I see YOU as a photographer)
I always love your words, but this poem was perfection today.
TGIF! xo
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