Some Decades

Finishing up my sixth decade---I spent the morning looking for photos of me around the time I changed decades. I felt low, thinking about people who are gone, but a life review always interesting and good.

It sort of surprises me how much I've always been identifiably exactly me.

Below, left, on the lap of my mother (Lytton Virginia Davis), in my first decade. I notice now that my toes were very fine.
My sister sits on the lap of my mother's best friend, Emilie.

Below, center: Me, the summer I was nine, with my best friend, Helen, left, and Helen's sister Lisa. 
I loved the dress I'm wearing so much--can you see? it has a giraffe on it.

 

And the winter I was ten:

Below, At twenty

Below: bink took this photo of me in my late-twenties, crowned with seaweed at the Atlantic Ocean, the year we lived out east

Below: Polaroid of me in my early thirties, arriving at the art-college library where I worked. That's an orange in my bike basket.

 

Below: On Camino at forty (with Jayme & Mike, fellow peregrinos). I still prefer to sit and drink coffee. 

Below: Fifty years old, brushing my teeth at an albergue on Camino, with bink (center) & Marz (right):

And just the other day, at work...