Polaroid Love

April 30th, 2009

I took this Polaroid one spring or fall–I can’t even remember now. What I do remember: that there was a bird singing in the branches right before I took the photo; that I was drinking a Bloody Mary with friends at a restaurant that serves the best French fries in town; that I didn’t know then that my friend would marry a wonderful someone sitting at that table with us and move to England; that life would fling us out in so many different directions; that we would grow older; that we would never be together again in quite that way. When I look at this photo on my mood board, I can feel the crunch of celery, ¬†taste the horseradish, the late afternoon sunlight, the love. Snap, snap, snap…put it in the album of ordinary moments that make up a life.¬†

5 Responses to “Polaroid Love”

  1. Di Mackey says:

    Life is unpredictable, isn’t it. I never saw Istanbul or a life in Belgium in my future … I love the way photos bring back memories so specifically.

  2. V-Grrrl says:

    The photo you’ve seen of me and my Man in the bleachers is like that for me. I remember agonizing over what to wear on that first date, getting to the stadium too early, the moment when I leaned back and realized the Man’s arm was behind my shoulders and felt suddenly shy that it was now around me, and then spotting the photographer below us, taking our photom not knowing that 30 years later, we’d still be together.

  3. Tina Tarnoff says:

    I love this shot!

    btw, I’ve tagged you on my blog – hope you won’t mind, it’s a quick and fun one! xoxo

  4. The Cottage Cheese says:

    Beautiful sentiments about a beautiful photo. I love your writing style!

  5. Lisa says:

    This is lovely. Your photo – your writing – your memories. I hope you shared it with your friends who shared in that moment…

    You’ve moved me to go find some photos and get writing. Thanks for the kick in the a…I mean, the inspiration.