The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: It rejects the edifying cathedral and indelibly photographs the small boy outside, chewing a hunk of melon in the dust.
Author Elizabeth Bowen
Sunday, February 15, 2015
Sunday Post
The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: It rejects the edifying cathedral and indelibly photographs the small boy outside, chewing a hunk of melon in the dust.
Author Elizabeth Bowen
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What a lovely collage of patterns and colors!
Yes....memory....just saw "Still Alice" last night.
Well, this is one photo I can't forget, short of Alzheimers.
Funny thing, that photo was sorta forgotten until I stopped and looked closer and was quite amazed at what the camera caught, an off-hand shot, hardly planned, one small moment and then, looking closer, the way the brindle and rug pattern worked to make something quite byzantine and magical.
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