So I started thinking about how to represent time in an image.
There are clocks, hour glasses, calendars . . .
Round and round went my thoughts while I tackled an editing project. The son of my very dear friend, Deb, was married last month. I have a load of photos from the rehearsal dinner to sort through.
This is one of my favorites. My husband took it the morning after the wedding.
Karla and Deb
Here we are, two women who met as young mothers, a long time ago. Now our children are marrying and starting families of their own.
A few days ago, as I sorted through 25+ years of neglected jewelry, it was as though I was holding my entire fashion history in a single box.
I could remember when I bought that necklace, how this bracelet rarely left my arm. I was reminded of special friends, how we dressed in those days and the fun we had. And how I miss Susan, friend and fashion companion, who left this life five years ago.
a mother and her two daughters
So many ways to measure time, to notice its flow. Many events are universal, common to each of us.
But it is still ours alone, a unique experience.
And so will she.
It's her turn. It's her time.
There is an opportune time to do things, a right time for everything on the earth.