I think I am reaching up in this photo to pound on the piano. Prelude of things to come? Maybe. I think I look like that baby in the E-trade commercials. And is that a whip around my neck?
My mom, it turns out, IS sentimental, and saved a hunk of hair from one of my very first haircuts. Wish it was still this red.
And this wallpaper. Some nights I still dream about it. I remember going over and over the berries' names as I was growing up. It was like a meditation as I would fall asleep. I never knew until now my mom had saved a swatch.
This was our first puppy, "Victoria" and a rare moment with my brothers and dad on the kitchen floor. My dad was a journalist and so traveled a fair amount. Once in a while, Saturday mornings were that special dad time.
Well, that's where I wandered yesterday. Happy June 1.