in the shadow of what we keep
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- history dozes
- the weeds and the wildflowers
- this one's for m.
- moments later
- swing by day in sunlight warm and gay
- across the lane from the arched white fence
- the fence rises like the arched back of a great wh...
- doggone it's hot
- rooftop porches
- so so hot and no air conditioning
- "objects may appear larger
- hang a left at the cornfield, climb a bazillion st...
- when approaching this neighborhood flower shop
- if you're very quiet
- so much depends upon a red wagon
- it took me a long time to learn
- evening settles like a dream.
- i'm hooked on the "boys who build" network
- milkweed blossoms blink innocently under a white h...
- have you kissed any princes lately?
- she tolerated us in her pasture
- it is hard to know where the real world ends
- in joyous july
- last night, after the rain,
- the lad at the piano practices playing happy birth...
- our little world is turning upside down
- the day after the fireworks, do you still carry ar...
- happy birthday, usa
- what do you think?
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16 comments:
Aw, this is wonderful...great title and comment! So right, too! The picture would make a great cover for an historical novel.
Maybe I'll write one. Nah. I can barely write my name these days!
History dozes in the shadow of what we keep ... the sepia binds this all so well together. I take them to be used quarts of oil. I wonder what price the gasoline was last sold at. What do you think that sticker below the price panels on the pump says: Find Christ, Fire Chief?
See those four boxes? Just the sort of thing I am looking for to get my courtyard up into the third dimension. Any good at timezone-travelling?
So true.
Some treasures, some trash. Depends upon the ideas and whims of the owner or viewer. Time to inventory my attic. Or maybe a spin in the countryside to see if I can find any scenes such as yours. Sepia is a terrific choice for your photo today.
Love the sepia Brattcat, perfect for this timeless image.
Man, based on my attic, I've gotta lot of history. And yes Jacob, that jumped into my head too.
it's like a scene from mayberry!
There is a lot of memories floating around in this photo.
fabulous image and so perfect in monochrome
What a poetic and pretty way to describe all the things we keep..I'll keep your quote, and tell it to my hubby next time he wants me to throw things that take too much place!:o)
The words perfectly match the photograph's content. I like your choice to display it in sepia.
A slice of history -- beautiful! -- barbara
We city-dwellers don't see this, but such scenes exist all over rural America. À la recherche du temps perdu.
Brattcat, a time machine has thrown me back into the 1930s.
Oh how lovely - she sure does.
Beautiful sepia!
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