While looking through photos of our vacation nearly two years ago to Paris I came across this one. Just downstairs from the apartment we rented for a week was this Boulangerie. I have many fond memories of picking up various desserts and a fresh baguette and hauling them up in the very tiny elevator to devour in private. It truly is one of my “Happy Places”.
I really like the fact that you are putting your work out there for all of us to see. Nice work. I especially like the close-up of the little guy looking at the even smaller snail. —Bob Hamm, Portland, Oregon.
I believe inside all of us is a 9 year old boy. I did not realize this until after we had two daughters and then our son. For my son’s 9th birthday this is where we headed. The gift of living in SoCal is that getting a 4pm movie ticket to The Advengers opening day and seeing in the old El Capitan Theatre. They all wanted to wear or bring something Advengers, my son is the one with the Thor Hammer. Needless to say… they had a blast!
“Mommy. Come look!”
“No hon, Mommy’s in the middle of doing something.”
“But Mommy pleeeaaaase. Just for a sec.”
Exasperated I stop doing whatever it was I was doing and he showed me this.
Funny thing is I don’t remember that oh-so-important task. But this moment is priceless. My son is not an ant-burner but is sensitive enough to show me even the smallest of details. This was a good moment to capture. It is a visual reminder to me and to you perhaps, to slow down long enough to marvel at even the smallest of details that this gift called Life can present itself in.