The postman delivered some slides yesterday of pictures that I took last October (I only got round to posting them a couple of weeks ago). Included were a few autumnal shots and one that mad me sad, a picture of our cat ‘Sticky’ (along with ‘Charlie’ the kitten) taken just a couple of days before he died.
It’s funny how pictures bring back to life old memories. The moment you press the shutter release a moment in time is forever captured – for better or worse. I was speaking with someone who lost their elderly mother recently and of the emotions that looking at old pictures brought. There is something uniquely special at looking at pictures of old family members, your parents or grandparents when they were children. Moments in time captured on a thin square of film.
What photos that we have taken will be looked at by our decedents in a hundred years from now…?