Little Girl Holding A Ball. It could be the title of an old painting. I found this slide among my mother’s things and took a photo of it with light shining from the background. It’s a cheap way to make a photo from a slide, but I don’t necessarily recommend it.
There’s so much to enjoy about this photo, in spite of the fact that the the quality has degraded over the years. The colors are still vibrant and it almost looks like a faux-watercolor painting. I like it. The fact that the little girl is me in no way influences my regard for it, other than to make it more personal.
I don’t remember that moment; I don’t remember being that little girl. The colors wash over me and fill me with nostalgia.

This post will fade away in the morning…
Hey, Lynnie!
What a great photo! And the fact that the little girl is you makes it all the more precious! A beautiful story could be written about that photo, are just the right person to do so…. It’s almost as if you are gazing into your future, holding your own world, and excited for all that God has planned for you😊.
At least that’s what came to my mind.
There definitely is a story/poem in that photo just waiting to make itself known…. Go for it!
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I bet you could do a good job of that as well! Thanks for the encouragement. ❤️
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I like it, too. I prefer to think of it as a chalk drawing in the rain.
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It does have that feel to it. Good way to describe it!
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