What a delicate dress in which to confront a new frontier. A fine dress for a day and then the vaguries of the coming days and years design the clothing for the future.
Marcelo perhaps there is something about the gown that reminds me of this old song of woe, love gone wrong and troubled relationships. Hope that`s not the case with you. Your images always seem to possess multiple possibilities of interpretation.
Take care. Bob
Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away.
Now it looks as though they're here to stay.
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
Suddenly, I'm not half to man I used to be.
There's a shadow hanging over me.
Oh, yesterday came suddenly.
Why she had to go, I don't know she woldn't say.
I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday.
Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play.
Now I need a place to hide away.
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
sjkk wrote: What a delicate dress in which to confront a new frontier. A fine dress for a day and then the vaguries of the coming days and years design the clothing for the future.
Thanks Sonja
The happiness that nostalgia leaves behind, that bittersweet feeling helping us to bear the burden of present.
Robert Spencer wrote: Marcelo perhaps there is something about the gown that reminds me of this old song of woe, love gone wrong and troubled relationships. Hope that`s not the case with you. Your images always seem to possess multiple possibilities of interpretation.
Take care. Bob
Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away.
Now it looks as though they're here to stay.
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
Suddenly, I'm not half to man I used to be.
There's a shadow hanging over me.
Oh, yesterday came suddenly.
Why she had to go, I don't know she woldn't say.
I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday.
Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play.
Now I need a place to hide away.
Oh, I believe in yesterday. ...Show more →
Thanks Bob.
You got the message I tried to convey with this image. No my case but of the few of my acquaintances who got divorced and now has to face a totally new life. Memories usually hurt.
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BTW Yesterday is for me one of the most beautiful Beatles’ songs.
