The photo has faded since last I looked.
I thought, this only happens in films and books.
“He had a fondness for attics,” said the rook.
Still tells tales, 6×4, a little stained.
The boys’ names were, Eenie, Meanie, Minnie, Moe,
Daniel, Luke and me. Fish fingers and ice-cream cones.
Content in wellies. Similarly, it seems, in shorts.
Background damage (barely visible). Frame – model’s own.
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Is the “fondness for attics” a quote from somewhere?
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Hm, not as far as I know. But It is now! x
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I was very taken by that sentence!
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Nice trip down memory lane!
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This is a lovely poem, fitting memories evoked
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Thank you, Derrick.
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This is really delightful. Photos do fade with time. Good to keep them and steal glances at a time that will never return. 🙂
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Very good advice, Terveen.
Thank you.
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