Somewhere in the archives I have an image of Emily and her grandfather at the Tour de Gastown. It had that quality about it where all references to space and time seemed to be removed: it could have been taken nearly anywhere in the Western world, nearly anytime in the past century.
This is not that photo, but for some reason it reminded me of it. Or maybe I'm just perpetually seeing the world through Daddy Eyes, and what triggers my subconcious is seeing my daughter with her grandfather.
Who knows?
The astute viewer will notice this one doesn't get bigger when clicked: it was taken with a camera phone, 1/3 megapixel resolution.
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