reverie
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| reverie |
childhood...the sweet absorption of youth. its memories reflected in an intuitive way; moments that are funny, simple, warm and sad, moving at a fluid pace; a story that has a bittersweet ending. childhood memories can be like a magical spell. so much is lost when we let go of myths and fairy tales, whimsical realms and flights of fancy. expeditions to wonderful strange places accumulate into a strata of memory. pictures are a way to remember another time and place where possibility is unlimited . the security of home is lost as time passes. the texture of a child’s life, the gritty realities, the glittering delight of stars and sunshine; the gentle comfort that only a parent can provide. home is a feeling...home is where you are. |