Not a good shot, photographically, but full of nostalgia for me. Rebecca will understand. The family was living in Quirindi (Kirindy), in the heart of the country, at the time, and I used to visit from the city.
QUALITY TIME!
Misty with the passing time
Yet vivid, still, to me.
Quirindi days when Blake was young;
That magical age of three.
Brian, my son-in-law, was such
A very loving Dad.
Quirindi days! Quirindi days!
What a lovely time we had!
Another aspect of an idyllic time here:
3 comments:
Great little commentary. :) Very sweet, and I love the name Quirindi.
Cheers!
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Beautiful memories. i remember so well when mine were young.
Great to see the Dad and Son in sync.
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