Nature and Nostalgia
It’s not every day I get to see my beloved grandmother acting outrageous. That was my thought when I stumbled on this picture of my grandmother from 1969. It was so out of the prim and proper image I hold in my mind of her. She always looked so classy in her dresses, makeup, and... Continue Reading →
Wrapping up another year always makes me want to write a list. I look through my pocket day planner for the single words or phrases I squeezed into each month’s allotted square. Then, I handwrite a list of my accomplishments, no matter how small, into my journal. This year’s list is unremarkable: routine appointments, a... Continue Reading →
Though scratched and faded, the slides my parents took in the 1960s and 1970s offer me clues about their lives. My parents, now gone for several decades, left me their archives. I get to see the world through their eyes, at least for these captured moments of time. The images show me details I did... Continue Reading →