Sunday, February 27, 2011

Transitions

Do you ever look at the old family photos and compare the boy with the man, the girl with the woman, yourself with your parents? Or take a picture of people in public places and make up a story about their lives?

I once started gathering photos I called Before & After pictures, which I occasionally toss onto my Facebook page. Some new combinations just occurred to me, which I'm thinking of as "transitions."

For example, here's a picture of Papa as a boy.


Here's Papa with my grandson, his great-grandson.


Here's my grandson, with his sister, my granddaughter.



I had a set of Before & After, taken at Monet's Garden, Giverny, France.

Here are children, French school children, awaiting their turn to tour Monet's residence, in their incredibly patient manner.


Resting on a similar bench in the garden are these two ladies, closer to the other end of their life span, whom I imagine to be sisters. I ate a sack lunch opposite them, taking perhaps half an hour, during which time they sat as silently as you see them.


Then I remembered this photo that Jeanne's granddaughter took of Jeanne and me, at rest behind Notre Dame, warming ourselves in dappled sunshine on a chilly morning. Put a few more white hairs on our heads and one day might someone snap a photo of us in Giverny and make up a story?



See you tomorrow.

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