Friday, January 15, 2010

Nostalgia

When she finally got back to her old home town, she found it wasn't the old home that she missed, but her childhood.

14 comments:

we're doomed said...

I love this picture, Carla.

Carla said...

We're Doomed, Thanks. Thought you might like it from seeing all your machinery photos.

Isle Dance said...

((Ohhh...yes.))

Pamela said...

yes. that, too.

Mone said...

wise words!

Jannie Funster said...

This reminds me of the old B.C. logging and railroad days. Interesting times back then for sure. Would like to take my time machine back for a day.

pandave said...

wow, now isn't that the truth.

diaryfromscotland said...

Carla you capture beauty from visions - from a childhood prospective.

thewatercressway said...

My childhood is only in the sky and some times inside me. The sky has not changed very much, but the buildings, the people, everything, has disappeared or has aged. As Poe's craven today I could say: "Never more". It's sad.

VE said...

Nostalgia...as in...a recent post? ;)

Carla said...

Isle Dance, Thanks

Pamela, you too.

Carla said...

Mone, I don't know whether or not they are wise, but they are certainly a feeling.

Jannie, A time machine could / would be so much fun...or at least an adventure.

Carla said...

Pandave, I suppose it could be.

Peter, Thank you for your very kind words.

Carla said...

Marta, We could say "never more," but it's always there in our head. We can visit anytime we want or need to.

VE, Yes, yes, I get your point. I've been so lazy lately.