When the Observation Deck at the very top of the Rockefeller Center opened in 1933
I imagine it looked something like this…
Moody, Art Deco inspired and with glorious views.
I’ve manipulated this photo that I took in February of this year —
But left in the modern camera on the left as a way of connecting
The past of my imagination
With the reality of the present.
For more nostalgic skies, please visit: Skywatch.
Memories are like small children wandering along a shore
Or running down a sunlit path towards adventure.
You never know which pebbles they might pick up to store away in their treasure chests.
It might an outing, like this one in summer when we went to England,
Days full of laughter and family and weathered houses over 400 years old.
I feel as if the days are slipping through my fingers so quickly.
Yet in childhood time stands still, even as it is flying past.
Life is a series of moments – both past and present – and what matters most is, perhaps,
Not how many moments you’ve enjoyed, but how many of those moments took your breath away.
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