The vibrancy of a new pups coat to the pups that have gone before in the way technology has progressed. A time starting and sorting a parents timeline in photos from dating to the future of the generations unfolding back to their childhood and before. The wade through drawers and boxes. We are taking part in clearing back a home in the usual Spring clean of rooms in an abode. My Mum kept busy since Dad passed away in condensing down her life in ways different. The removal of reminders in how we all deal with grief differently, of another’s belongings after death. The general tidy up in the season of change generally within the walls of homes.
The childhoods through the eras, the young photos of the generations that went before, the milestones and progress of family and friends through times, picnics, at the seaside, carnivals, parades, activities at school and play. The dressing up from beachwear to formal wear and all in between... The mermaids washing no longer seen on a river. The changing face of fashion, vehicles, decor, roads, rivers and landscape ... the buildings no longer standing and other architect timeless ...
The Brownie Guard of honour for a wedding of a Tawny Owl. That church is now an undertakers. The church converted in 2015. The blue bridesmaid dress once cherished before the ruins of a life. The spark back of the memory loss, lost in the abyss of hoard ... The life that past by away from some of those milestones whilst within the confines of stuff ...
The double edge sword of seeing photos lost in the mess at home, in the more usual archives of an abode of life that has seen a young family grow up, leave home, go on into retirement to widowhood.
There is the stick of stuck time when photos shared with the family stopped. The realisation when it crept up upon us.
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