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The Arrow of Time

The Arrow of Time: “On June 17th, every year, the family goes through a private ritual: we photograph ourselves to stop for a fleeting moment, the arrow of time passing by.” I saw this some years ago; forgot about it; thought about it recently; and, alas, found it again. Very moving, in an odd, quiet kind of way.

January 18th, 2007 / Tags: photos, down memory lane / Trackback