the flags, the future

my beautiful daughter, so far away, turns 25 years old today.
"a quarter of a century!", she exclaims, and frets at time tumbling, with so much left to do, and so much left to see..
i have not a single doubt that she will do, and see, it all.
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happy birthday, marieke!

in each and every moment

my memories of cape breton island - that grey, that wind, that wild, that wet - were gently, and retrospectively, altered when i picked up the images taken there.
i forgot the cold. i recalled the calm.
and the word "chill" took on a whole new meaning.
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this is the horizontal - and cropped to panorama proportions - version.