I have a stack of negatives, about 90-100 years old, that my parents salvaged from “The Old House” which stood a few hundred metres from my childhood home. It was the home of my Great Grandfather’s brother, Harvey Duck. On a whim I decided to try scanning some of them to see the details better.
There is something mysterious about seeing these people who spent most of their days working the land where I wandered alone as a child, looking for fragments of the past.
Curtis
I love the horse photos. Reminds me of http://nothingbuthopeandpassion.com/2964/gus-gus-arabian-horse/
phrogmom
this is very very cool! a glimpse into the past!!
Grant Dixon
I really love the irony of keeping all the beautiful memories of the past in Pandora’s box. Seems when Pandora open her famous box all escaped with one exception and that was “Hope” I think that is fitting for a place to store memories.
restlesssabbath
Good eye – I only noticed that today when I got out the box to photograph it.
Sheryl
Great post. I’m slightly envious. You are so lucky that your parents salvaged the negatives. Very few photos have survived the years in my family–