They call it Throw back Thursday on Facebook. On Thursday, you post a photo from the past.
Ken was showing his mom some photos once, and she said, â€œOh, that one was taken when I was younger.â€ Ken of course pointed out that ALL photos we see are taken when we are younger. Even the instant, digital ones! Time moves on.
I donâ€™t have a lot of old photos. I have one shoe box full. Just one. Every once in a while, Ken and I will look at photos and then toss them. Done and done. Marian says we are crazy!
Itâ€™s the same with the digital ones, especially when I tend to take say, 50 photos of a sunrise -Â It is easy to hit delete on 45 of them. We rarely print any of these.
I asked my dad if he had any photos of me as a kid. At first he said no, but he went looking. Six months later, he sent me four. Three were a group shot of Bill, Art and me. The other was the one I post the other day of me at the ironing board.
To answer Jenny – yes, I still iron, but mostly quilt pieces. My Grandma Hudson ironed. She would ask us to â€œsave upâ€ our ironing before she would visit. She ironed everything â€” including sheets and shoelaces.
I use a very old iron. Iâ€™m sure it was my Grandmothers. Not Grandma Hudsonâ€™s but momâ€™s mom. Grandmother Chambers. I doubt she ever used it. She had people who did that sort of thing for her. I love using this iron. It has two setting â€” scorching hot and off. I burn my self constantly with it. The cord is frayed and Iâ€™m sure the thing is a hazard. I love it. I do own a new iron. But, I dread the day I need to break the new one in.
This post has no point â€” but it is nice to participate!