Time machines. I have heard photos described as time machines. A glance of a photo supposedly able to transport your thoughts careening back to a time whence was. I don’t think that ever rings more true than when you are staring at photos of your own newborn (especially if they are being loved on by your toddler). These photos prompt our brains to a time so fleeting and intense, immortalizing when they were sleepy, squishy, tiny, and delicate.
Indy
Time machines. I have heard photos described as time machines. A glance of a photo supposedly able to transport your thoughts careening back to a time whence was. I don’t think that ever rings more true than when you are staring at photos of your own newborn (especially if they are being loved on by your toddler). These photos prompt our brains to a time so fleeting and intense, immortalizing when they were sleepy, squishy, tiny, and delicate.