Timeless Tuesday! I have not forgotten!!

It's been a long day... and it's way past my bedtime, but I've had the computer warmed up for Timeless Tuesday ALL day. In fact, my daughter picked the picture for me early this afternoon.

Here is her selection: (click on the photo to see it a bit better)



First - IDs - That's me on the ladder, my sister, and painting at the corner is Mom. Maybe around 1972-73.

In my memory, the house I grew up in was always white... except if you went behind the two evergreens that stood beside the front door (to the right of my mom), which I often did when I was little. It was a good hiding spot.

Anyway, behind those trees, our house was pink. Or... rose... as my mother would have said. Once upon a time she apparently got the idea to paint our entire house a nice faded rose color. I don't think my father was a big fan. This, I believe, was a photo taken while we were painting the house white again. If you look closely at the front side, it does have a bit of a pink cast to it. Apparently, nobody bothered to paint behind the trees!

The following I am quoting from Magoo's dad. He wrote this on his website last week and I liked it, so I'm sharing it here!

Why do we do it? When we take pictures of friends and family, we look at them once, we put the images in a shoe box or hard drive. We forget about them from 5 to 20 years. Stumble across them by accident. And always, it never fails, can't take our eyes off of them and want many copies.

It's like aging fine wine. We follow the same recipe. Gather the family, take great picture, package in shoe box, let age at least 5 years, occasionally sample and judge that it's not time to display, age another few years. Carefully open the shoe box, smell the fine bouquet, analyze it, judge that it was indeed a very good year and display.

A picture only gets better with age. We love them and they are always worth waiting for.

Thanks, OC!