It’s high summer evening under the table a citronella candle wickers and oozes a sharp, sweet scent supposed to keep the mozzies off. I ask him if he liked boarding school. He says it was fantastic. Really?! I pick up a curled leaf from our shading tree and place it on the plaited metal and take a photo past it to the red-orange glow. What is the photo of? Arranged like our memories - things we look past and ones we focus on.
Written for Miz Quickly August 19
This photo reminded me of a photo I took myself which had its own associated memory.
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