Dear Photograph,
Her first winter walk in our neighbourhood, exploring her little world, just outside of the house where she was born and where her father was also born and grew up in, was full of wide eyed wonderment. I miss those newly married days in that little house and all the walks of exploration with my children that always began and ended at the steps of our front door. I can proudly say that my now thirteen year old daughter, ever true to her character, has been exploring her world with the same fearlessness, enthusiasm and curiosity ever since. I hope she never loses that sense of freedom.
Nicola