Photographs Our photograph of today becomes the old snapshot of yesterday stored in a box down in the basement until time allows for memories ***** by Lori Lipsky photo credit: Spiderstock/istockphoto
Lori Lipsky | Poetry Patio
Poetry for the rest of us
So true!
Thanks for dropping by the patio, Kim.
Kim (above) thought exactly what I thought, Lori….
So true…!
I often find I don’t like a photograph taken today however, in a year or two I think it looks pretty good…. Something to do with the ‘aging process’ me thinks…
Yes, yes. I did that just last week. Takes me ten or twenty years though.
Ha har….. Maybe I was being a little optimistic…!
I like having thousands (literally) of photos on my computer, but I love holding in my hands photos my mom or dad took and had developed 60+ years ago. There is such a connection, for some reason
Yes, I dream of printing out our photos because I worry what will happen when the computer crashes or dies, and as you said, I love holding them in the hand. You’re right about the connection, Anita.
Nothing says “fleeting” and “precious” to me like photos–and snapshots!
The older we get, the more we realize it.
except for youth who post everything online immediately! ( smile )
So true, so true. They’ll miss out on those boxed photos in their old age, won’t they?
Grand children really like going through this stuff.
Ah, reminds me of looking at my great-grandmother’s photos. I did love that!
a circle of time. really wonderful.
Love the thought of a time circle. Thank you, Jane.
except… if you have a digital camera. Then you’re like me with some thousand pictures on disk that’s never been printed.
I just can’t keep up with technology!
Loved your poem, Lori, as I always do.
Loved hearing from you as I always do! With all the changes in technology, aren’t you concerned you won’t be able to access the photos from the disk in 20 or 25 years? I’m concerned about that, though not enough to do anything about it.
well, if we have an apocalypse or something – then I’d be worried. We just think of our little camera as a time capsule…
actually, we’ve always been this side of too broke or too lazy to get the photos printed.
sigh.
I am going through my father’s photos that back to the early 1920′s. They tell a story that has significance for today – courage, resilience, hope. We have an abundance of digital photos; they tell the narrative of our contribution. I often wonder what future generations will think of our story…
I love family history and all that goes with it. What a treasure your father’s photos must be.
And I discover new things everyday…
Hidden stories for you to write, Rebecca.
I like the sound of that…
…but what wonderful memories they hold!
I hope to find time for my box of memories—soon!
Something for us to look forward to in our old age.
Some of the best photos are from before the digital age, when photos were more rare and special.
Well said. True. I know I couldn’t afford to get film developed sometimes, so it would just sit in my drawer and be forgotten. Every photo cost $.
Have you ever found an old roll years later, and had it developed?
So many, many times. Usually there are no clear pics. So sad.
Let’s just say if it weren’t for my sister, I would have very few pics of my kid when they were young. I do better now with digital!