Grandson Knox standing in the glow from a sundrenched stained glass window after worship service this morning. All the pretty colors got bleached out by the sunlight. The little kids love to play in these windows.
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"All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt."— Susan Sontag
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3 comments:
Sweet boy! I loved my Knox kiss and hug this morning!
Halo Knox! :)
Angel boy ;)
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