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i was looking at a photo today of some happy children up in a tree smiling at the camera. It was one of those photo's that are ment to look like something taken back in the 50's. This photo led me to think about my mother's shoe box of all her old photo's of when she was a baby and a teenager. They all have been worn at the edges and some feel like cloth when you hold them. I love those photos. The feel. The smell. I love it. It makes you feel like you holding apart of history or some million dollar painting that is all to yourself. It made me think about the feel of photo's today. I don't really care for them as much as I like the older ones. But then I realized that the only reason why I liked the older ones is because of just that, they're old. And one day my photos are going to become old and worn at the edges and have that funny smell to them. I am looking forward to that in and amoung other things. Like my lovers coming down to thanks the give. And going home for the winter. Maybe I am just a little homesick.