old papers from my fathersome of my booksI try to practice every daywe journalists use to keep everythingbookshelves at my parent’s househere is where my Mom used to sit to read
Wonderful! It’s great to find a colleague who understands my language. The last picture has a lot of meaning of me. It conveys the absence of my parents. Both of them used to read on that armchair. Lots of memories are linked to that particular corner of the house. Now they are not longer with us but their memory remains vivid.
The library was my father’s he was a writer and Journalist and Literature teacher. I took that picture and many more of our old home before we moved after he and my mom passed away. Those pictures have a lot of meaning for me.
This is an excellent selection of photo for this week. 😀 😀
Thank you, Cee. I’m glad you’ve liked it
It’s great that I can understand your titles. 🙂 I studied journalism as well. I love the last photo!
Wonderful! It’s great to find a colleague who understands my language. The last picture has a lot of meaning of me. It conveys the absence of my parents. Both of them used to read on that armchair. Lots of memories are linked to that particular corner of the house. Now they are not longer with us but their memory remains vivid.
What a gorgeous library! The music reminded me of my mother’s music books.
The library was my father’s he was a writer and Journalist and Literature teacher. I took that picture and many more of our old home before we moved after he and my mom passed away. Those pictures have a lot of meaning for me.