First I wish to show Snow my mailbox again, so that she finds us when she comes. Alas, this was in the past, our postbox had to go. The sun and wind destroyed it, and either way now we have the communal postbox. But I certainly hope our home lasts deep into the future.
Next, a little thing I wrote upon seeing Snow’s last prompt as I was waiting at the doctor’s (for a general check-up) back in Slovenia where I spent last week to help my parents celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary. We did it and it was wonderful.
Future. Is murder, mayhem, madness. But also doesn't exist, nor does the past. Is what happens when you're busy making other plans. Is waiting at the doctor's office. Is growing old in front of our very eyes. Is looking back and laughing. Is looking forward in silence. Is slobbering at the potential of now. Is growing up to become a writer.
What I shall do next is disobey, which is one of my worst habits, and look in the past instead of into the future. After all, it’s hard to take photos of the future.
Each of the following photos was used for one of the themes suggested by Snow since she and Amanda started the challenge in January. The first photo in the gallery appeared in my first Friendly Friday post, followed by some others that Snow liked with the links to my original posts. All this time in between certainly went by in a flash.
I’m proud to say that I haven’t missed a single Friendly Friday and helped by hosting five of them when either Snow or Amanda were elsewhere occupied.
It’s great to see that the challenge continues with Amanda and the new host Sandy.
And Snow won’t be far either. We know that it always melts somewhere.
Snow, thank you for your time, interesting prompts and meaningful comments. I wish you write because you wish it so and also because I wish to read, no matter how your photos are always great as well. Let’s keep it friendly!