Been there, I think

Reach a time and place when you’ve been there and you’ve done that Hell, maybe you didn’t maybe you watched someone else do it maybe saw it on TV Once it gets so far back it doesn’t much matter much cos your memory – gets a bit long a bit distant Even though it tastes

Huddled together

Huddled together to keep warm. It was a time of hope, when no matter how bad it was, the future was all ahead. And that was so so very long ago. There’s not much future left. Everyone survived. Some did well, some not so much. Huddling together just isn’t done anymore.  

Need

Memories that are shared are stronger and truer.

Any old tractor will do

Been having some interesting discussions lately on things, events, people that spark old memories and how things affect them. Which got me thinking… and then, when I was trying to find my photo for today I came upon this and whoosh! Didn’t expect what came out – not at all. Didn’t think of it when

Afternoon at Grandma’s

I admit it – I did not take this photo. That is me, sitting in my Grandma’s living room when I was 13. I remember feeling quite grownup that day as my younger brother and sisters were outside playing, but I was in the house with the grownups discussing grownup things. I found it in