Arthur Dove, playing with one of his children.
Arthur’s grandson, the Big T and his child. The game remains the same.
Flying child. No-one catches like Dad.
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Six word Saturday: some things remain the same
Wonderful photos.
Thanks so much. I found the pic of the Big T’s grandad and knew somewhere I had to have a companion photo from our family trove.
It’s like a rite of passage – a child must be spun and thrown into the air by their dad. Great six words!
So true; thanks.
Isn’t that the truth!
‘No-one catches like Dad’… so true! 🙂
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Upon first visit to your blog… your memories mingle with my own and the photos mirror my memories in the photos I keep near and dear. I love that simplicity of character in the hearts of nearly anyone we may take a moment to connect with. “Hello”
Thank you; I’m glad my blog carries echoes of your own memories. One of the many things I like about the blogging community is the way it reminds us of the universality of experience. Thanks again for visiting and taking the time to comment.