Real photos

Once upon a time, in the days before digital photography, the film had to be given in, or sent away, to be printed - and the photos, 24 or 36 per film, stored in their envelopes (with the negatives) or, for people who shot a film every week or so, in shoeboxes. 

I used boot boxes to hold two ranks of photos - arranged by subject ... dates and places of trips, types of objects seen in museums, categories of landscape features. Quite a little system, three double boxes full.

A random selection from the "museums" category, possibly useful in the near future for my course.

Mostly the accumulated photos are redundant - "plants" and "trees", for example (well, it seemed important at the time) - except that seeing them brings back memories around taking them, the where and the who and the what else, and even the why.

Rather than spend all day sorting photos, I pulled out a few to scan in ... photos with people, photos taken last century. This one is from August 1987 - we're on the way back to Pitt Meadows from a family visit to Denman Island - 

Arithmetic can be applied to the situation: I am older now than my mother was then, and my son is almost as old now as I was then. But when I look at the photo, all that logical part of my brain shuts down, and lots of other things come flooding in.