Oh, Sail! That was a surprise.

Hehe. I love it when I can take a picture and turn it upside down and inside out. I looked at the picture you chose and it reminds me of some pictures I've seen of my aunt Ruth in the late 50's, early 60's and it makes me sad because it was so true of her life. And so many other women of that era.

Six [link]

The Other Sister

It wasn’t quite the same thing as listening to the oompah band Onkle Oskar played in, but Elsa was determined to enjoy the afternoon anyway.

What she really wanted to do was join the other couples dancing in the warm afternoon sunshine. Underneath her primly pressed skirt her shoes kept time along with the accordion, and she smiled as if Gerd weren’t sitting right next to her yet completely oblivious.

It didn’t matter how carefully she dressed her hair, or how pleasantly she laughed. Her husband would spend the entire afternoon wishing he’d married the other sister.

Seven [link]

He’d just gotten this camera, and he was as excited as a little kid with a new train set.

All us kids posed for him in turn. Moving us around to the angle he preferred. Twisting the lampshade slightly to make sure the shadow fell just where it should.

He was creating his own perfectly composed world. No job at the garage that left him with hands so rough Mom wouldn’t let him touch her. No sickly son who wasn’t going to live out the summer.

No daughter staring from the half shadow plotting escape.

Unfortunately, eventually you have to pull the shutter, and the picture changes.

Awww, Ro.

God, I'm bleak. Who knew?

I prefer "poignant." :)

That's why I love you.

These drabbles are really good for me to write. I'm a little surprised by what comes out sometimes.

I should learn to trust my writing voice more.

Yes, you should.