My parents live in a condo that overlooks a bucolic little corner of town. A lazy tributary (under the railing) of the mighty Riviere des Prairies (toward the top of the shot) winds its way around their neighborhood. Their balcony overlooks an ever-changing kaleidoscope of color and texture as the sun paints the landscape on its daily journey across the sky.
This is our little man taking it all in. His Zaydie was still in the hospital, but he took time out from playing with his Bubby (grandmother) to step outside for a moment and scope out his surroundings.
What I'd give to know what was going through his active mind at that moment.
Your turn: What goes through your mind as you take in this vista?
Love the warm sun rays pictured. I have a weakness for little boys since my little one will turn 18 (years!) in 3 months. Guess he is just dreaming away, childhood is such a precious moment in life...
ReplyDeleteSometimes I think sad times are sadder when we think of our children having to deal with them. Your little guy seems rather pensive in this photo. I bet he's a great thinker already.
ReplyDeleteI see the snow and think brrrrr! I've just posted many pictures of spring time flowers, and i'm so glad I live in the South where it is warm!
ReplyDeletebeautiful boy!! Maybe he's imaginging a while story line in his head?
Ohhh...that it looks sort of bleak, still because of the winter...I bet it's gorgeous in the Spring and Summer...He looks like he is contemplating the fact that his Zadie is in the hospital...It must be hard on all of you Carmi.
ReplyDeleteI can almost feel the sun on his face. I'm thinking of how warm the sun feels and how cold the river looks.
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It's a peaceful scene as winter is fading into spring.
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I'm sorry to hear about your dad in the hospital. I love that low lighting on your son's face. As for me looking at the view, I follow the trees along the what I think is the river, wondering what each bend holds, or look at the houses and image who lives there, what they do, what they are like, if they would be friend of foe.
ReplyDeletehow long it would take me to run out there and do a snowangel
ReplyDeletewarmth of the suns rays contrasted w the cool of the winter scene in the background
ReplyDelete- good looking boy, too
your a proud papa
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Aside from all the provocative thoughts that this generates in me...It is a GREAT photograph, Carmi. Capturing this wonderful pensive look on your little man...Wonderful Wonderful.
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what a great shot..
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It looks cold.
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Michele keeps sending me back, my dear Carmi and I think it's because you always give out so much loving stuff on your blog...And I see that I need this today...(At least Michele seems to know I need this!!! lol) It's always a pleasure to visit you and get your heartfelt 'take' on all things connected to life...like this photo of your 'Little Man'...So very sweet and tender...
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful shot. He seems pensive. But if you look closely, his eyes are smiling. :)
ReplyDeleteThis shot reminds me of my childhood, growing up in NY. Looking out the window, seeing different people, all strangers, and wondering what their lives were like. I used to play it all out in my head. Then I'd scout a spot I'd like to play in (I could see the park from my window), and run to mom to see if she could take us down to play.
I see the snow and think "oooohhhhh man I'm glad I don't have any here..." :)
ReplyDeleteWhen I was his age, though, I'd have been thinking "I wish I could fly..."
Great shot. Looks like the view from my window...
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I love the shadow cast over his eyes... just beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI had to smile, too, because I never hear Americans refer to boys as "little man", but my Aussie, British and Canadian friends all do.
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Lol, Lol, Lol...Michele sent me back one more time dear sweet Carmi!
ReplyDeleteWhat can I say...it is alwqays comforting and illuminating to visit you, as well as very very sweet, too!
Will you be my Daddy?
What a beautiful view...and your lil' one is beautiful as well!
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I instantly think "cold, white, North" Born in Canada and raised in Northern Maine, I see in your picture everything I saw and WAS as a child...the snow, cold, river, sun...longing.
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Yup! I'm back again, my dear Carmi...Looking once again on your beautiful son's lovely face...
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What a wonderful picture, my first thought on the vista was brrr that looks cold.
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ReplyDeleteAs I look at this picture. All I think of what a great memory of capturing the moment. Grandpa will come back all will be well, but this memory will remain indefinetely.
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...when will the beautiful sun and flowers come out so little boy can play?
ReplyDeleteMy eyes were drawn immediately to the river and the shot stirred memories of my days at Rutgers in New Brunswick, NJ. I was in one of the river dorms during my first year there and while no one would mistake those accomodations for a condominium (more like prison cells), the view over the Raritan and into the woods beyond was something to behold.
ReplyDeleteWonderful picture as always.
Actually. I am thinking "Look at all that snow." But I bet his thoughts were much more profound. Michele sent me but I would have found my way anyway.
ReplyDeletethe whole world is open to him. I love the afternoon red glow.
ReplyDeleteLove the picture and the look of interest and intrique on your son's face. What a blessing that you were able to capture it. Michele sent me tonight.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great shot.
ReplyDeleteI was thinking, "I'd love to have a view like that outside of my window!"
Michele sent me as always!
Great picture! What goes through my mind when I look at that picture is problaby what is going through your son's. I wonder how fast my spit will hit the ground!
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ReplyDeleteLooking out over that vista, like your son is, all I can think of is how cold it looks. It's odd. I grew up in the Adirondack Mountains of upstate NY, not that far from Canada, so you'd think I'd discount cold--but I guess I've lived long enough in the Southern US that cold really affects my thinking.
By the way, the Yiddish terms here really give me flashbacks. My ex-wife is Jewish and both sets of grandparents were born in Russia and emigrated in their 20s to the US and much of the family still spoke Yiddish at family get-togethers.
I love how the sunlight is just so. It feels warm even though it looks quite cold out. I think he is actually feeling quite carefree in that moment. A quiet minute of imagination away from sadness.
ReplyDeleteAnother beautiful photo! Gorgeous boy!
ReplyDeleteWhen I see that view, I think of cold and calm. It just looks like a peaceful spot to look down upon.
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what jumps out at me is not so much the vista, as it is the sunshine on the little guys face. I love how it contrasts the snow in the background. Its like a not-so-subtle reminder from the sun that spring will come.
ReplyDeleteThe background landscape looks so brrrr cold, but the sun on his face brings such warmth. What a wonderful picture.
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