Sometimes when I'm moving through life I try to take a picture in my head of wonderful things that I see. Trying to preserve them for the future, along with the feelings they gave me when I saw them. Those moments when life feels magical and fragile at the same time, important but elusive. Moments when cameras can't possibly capture everything. I hate to say I've probably forgotten most of them.
Now that I have children, there are moments like those every day, every hour, possibly every minute. And now that I am older, time moves faster, and it's harder to try and capture everything in my head. So my tiny digital camera has to help me out. We found this word on a bench today. A bench that someone had left in loving memory of a departed friend, husband, father or son. I have no idea who he was, but I liked his bench. It reminded me to make lots of memories. RM