rear view’s clear. ahead,
children, keep in the middle —
this road holds blind curves
Love, love, love this picture – the wee man is five now, and my Dear has been gone now for almost that long – but it’s sweet they got to meet, albeit briefly (and confusedly; she persisted in thinking that was my kid, no matter what was said…). Her story is told, his has chapters at which none of us may even begin to guess…
Precious photo!
A full circle moment. The very young and the very old = purity of spirit.
Yes – the moment, the sun-dappling, the mild weather of late Spring – it was all a pure, magical moment that we return to and cherish.