oh what fleeting moments I should capture, oh what memories I should still possess

an old memory

This is a very old picture of a barn that fell apart long ago. What I see is a wall that's as much hole as wood and bales of hay that appear to be moldering on the floor. What I think is how like memory this is, a snapshot of things that no longer exist, imperfect, color faded, and encompassing so much less than what I'd like to see after all these years.

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How we remember,

what we remember,

and why we remember

form the most personal map

of our individuality.

– Christina Baldwin

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2 responses

  1. Memories can be so elusive–thanks for the photo that helps remind us of that.

    December 12, 2011 at 4:06 pm

    • I was looking for photos for the blog, and when I came across that one, I was overwhelmed with a wish that I had taken more pictures of that place and that time in our lives. And I was wishing that I could somehow pull back from that small window of photo and see more than what I had captured. Often my memories are like that: little windows and small images that I can’t see more of, or even turn into movies. They can be so frustrating that way. But I’m glad to have whatever I have, all the same.

      December 12, 2011 at 10:48 pm

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