Jan 24
2 min read
The Pleasure is All Mine
I was immediately impressed…
Going home for the last time, I arrived at the empty farmhouse at nightfall and walked around the yard gathering memories. Then squeezing into a childhood swing, I noticed the unusual light and angle of the house so I pulled out my iPhone 11 and took a photo. Only later did I see that I’d unwittingly captured an image of the temporal dimension of a house no longer mine. Susanna Kearny
