I was just listening to music on my blog, specifically Stranger on the Shore and it's funny how music can bring you back, back to the days when there were parlors, long hot summers and drapes closed against the hot sun.
Such wonderful memories of growing up in the city/village. I have visions of my mom sitting in the front room listening to music with a cup of coffee.
The house having just been cleaned and she was taking a well deserved rest.
The peace and security that comes from families, from parlors, from great memories.
Thanks Mom!
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| Dad and Mom (taken with my swinger camera, remember them?) |


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