As the story goes, it seems the more years that go by, the more I enjoy looking back at treasured memories from the past. I've also noticed that moving to Europe seems to have had an interesting impact on me… I've become even more attached to the idea that everything has a history and can tell us a unique story. In fact I find myself giddy just thinking about upcoming flea markets & what treasures lay undiscovered for me to scoop up & love.
For this week, I've incorporated one of my favorite photographs of my great-grandfather as a boy, saluting while dressed in uniform. Although it appears to be a lighthearted photo, I can't help but be reminded of all those families who are separated from their loved ones while they protect our country's freedoms…
week twenty-nine :: nostalgia
me :: Laura