Five black and white photos from my everyday life. Day four: labyrinth. How I longed to run into this mess of twisting branches and climb through from one end to the other. But I’m too old. And I still have my pride.
The photos I’ve submitted so far for the weekly photo challenge have been from North Africa in 1941 or 1942, but my father, who took those photos, missed out on an Egyptian summer. He left Australia in spring to go to war in the Middle East where it was autumn followed by winter followed by… Continue reading