It’s a beauty, and your daughter will be able to give it to her kids one day.
Dear Guy, thank you very kindly.
Hi Peter,
I find this post quite touching, as I currently have one of those very bikes (albeit a more updated version…) in my garage, and in use by one of the kids.
I do note your comment however (“Her LAST gift to her two year old daughter”) and can’t help but think that it sounds a little ominous! Taken in the context of the picture (a lonely bike, placed high up, out of reach, inside an old wooden structure…) the whole thing seems a little sorrowful. Were you intending to evoke these sorts of emotions? Is there a tragic story behind this post?
It certainly does create a lot of nostalgia.
All the best,
M.
Dear Mark,
You’re a perceptive guy.
In answer to your two questions: Yes and Yes.
I’ll tell you all about it someday.
Peter.
Peter,
You’re not supposed to fill me with dread and sadness…especially after I’ve been up all night! I hope that one of your family is (was) not unwell…
Anyway, I guess that’s what good photographers do sometimes.
It’s a beauty, and your daughter will be able to give it to her kids one day.
Dear Guy, thank you very kindly.
Hi Peter,
I find this post quite touching, as I currently have one of those very bikes (albeit a more updated version…) in my garage, and in use by one of the kids.
I do note your comment however (“Her LAST gift to her two year old daughter”) and can’t help but think that it sounds a little ominous! Taken in the context of the picture (a lonely bike, placed high up, out of reach, inside an old wooden structure…) the whole thing seems a little sorrowful. Were you intending to evoke these sorts of emotions? Is there a tragic story behind this post?
It certainly does create a lot of nostalgia.
All the best,
M.
Dear Mark,
You’re a perceptive guy.
In answer to your two questions: Yes and Yes.
I’ll tell you all about it someday.
Peter.
Peter,
You’re not supposed to fill me with dread and sadness…especially after I’ve been up all night! I hope that one of your family is (was) not unwell…
Anyway, I guess that’s what good photographers do sometimes.
Yet another reason for me to anticipate my trip.
Warm regards,
M.