A few days ago we picked up a whole stack of 35 mm slides from my parents of my pre – teen years and the time we spent in Nth Ireland.
Danelle has been sorting thru them and we have been projecting them on the wall over the last few nights.
We have both observed something really unique. It seems that almost every time there is a photo of my brother/family and I by the ocean he/they is looking at the camera and I am looking at the sea. There are plenty of photos of the back of my head.
It starts around the time we shift to Oz and probably marks the period during which I was mesmerised by the ocean. I am still very much in love.