My Saturday in six words:
~ TAXES, GET LOST! DIGGING UP MEMORIES. ~
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Yesterday, I posted a poem for my dear mother on my Dutch blog, Doldriest: Mom, can I be a child once more? In search of an illustration for that poem, I opened my photo album which I hadn’t seen in years. And found these jewels. So many memories… so in stead of doing my taxes, I’m lost in the past.
Will you search for sweet old memories today too?
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Figments of a DuTchess 
Leuke foto’s, leuke herinneringen en wat me opvalt, Marion, je bent helemaal niet veranderd 🙂
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Haha, nou, toch wel wat hoor, Angel. Grappig dat je me zo goed van deze foto’s herkent.
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Much more fun than stupid taxes!
(That was also six!) 🙂
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Haha, indeed! But you know what, Col? I did those taxes afterwards too! Am I a diligent woman or what? 😛
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*quickly puts on dark glasses to protect against the brightness of the halo*
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Hehehe.
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I love old black and white photos – so atmospheric. 🙂
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You do too? 😀 Do you also like sepia colors, Elaine?
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Good for you! Love the photos—such wonderful memories, I’m sure. ☺
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Especially of my grandparents, Dana. It is good to refresh my memory with these photos.
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Photos are precious and priceless.
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They are, Ann, they take us back to places that get lost in the all-day madness of life.
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Lovely pictures and you looked so pretty in that dress and with your hair so special on your first Communion. I’m often busy with my new and old photo’s, digging up memories. There is only one bad thing about this: time goes by so quickly 😉
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I absolutely HATED to be dressed like this back then, Karin. And had to sleep with the krullers in my hair all night long. Little sleep that was haha. And my mom would not allow me to wear long stockings, while the rest had. Now I’m glad for that. My gosh, where did that thought come from?!
Hugs, enjoy your photos, dear.
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I love digging up the old photos from childhood. Reminds me to force my parents to bring them all out again next time I visit.
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YES, you do that, Susan. I will do the same with my parents 😀
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Nothing I like better than to drag all the albums out and sit on the bed with them. Time just vanishes. Do it so seldom now, as everything’s online these days.
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Indeed, Jo. I have a digital photo frame, but nothing replaces the feeling of an album. All those memories take us to places, that only can be seen in our hearts. And there time does not exist 🙂
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Love the photos.. and the memories it must stir in your mind…
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Oh they do 🙂 Thanks for watching them with me!
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Such great memories… Thanks, Marion for sharing them – makes me happy for you… 😀
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Oh thank you, Mariane. My Mom said she still has lots of photos, so I’m going to take a look at them when I travel south again.
Have a nice weekend, dear.
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There must be (though very few) such photos of my family, but I have no idea who possesses them. Maybe I’ll call my sister & ask…hmmmmm
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Yes, please do. And then post some photos, Rond!
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We are also going through old albums to make a picture wall. Great fun but a lot of work!
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A picture wall, Judy? Can you tell me more about that? Sounds very interesting 😀
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I don’t think I want to be a child again as I didn’t have a very happy childhood- but I do love all b&w photos.
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Then I wish you all happiness now, Soulbrush, better stay in the present.
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