Monday, May 2, 2011

Time Gone By

The time is perhaps 1950. These ladies are chaperones at the 8th grade dance.
They are seated in folding chairs by the gymnasium wall, talking quietly. They are dressed in their summer organdy and voile dresses for coolness against the warmth of the evening. The girls and boys noses as they are walking by the chaperones, catch the faintest fragrance tendrils of bath powder..that magical fairy dust that resides in round boxes complete with fluffy puff. The stuff dreams are made from. The fragrance that goes to church on Sunday morning and goes to chaperone dances for boys and girls on Prom night.
The older ladies here are content with fading into the background--memories of their dances long ago, intact.
These flowers are the ladies in my story. Aren't they sweet?

17 comments:

  1. Oh, what sweet words. A reminder of many a great aunt. Sweet pic too.

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  2. A beautiful post Twin and a beautiful picture to accompany it.

    xoxo

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  3. very nice sentiment...
    Whew-all the widgets here lock up my system every time :(

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  4. Great story and wonderful flower photo. I love the colors.

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  5. They are most sweet and so very stunning as well .
    Have a wonderful night.

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  6. I loved the way your photo with post today Sis.
    My most treasured possession is my memories.
    xoxox
    Sis

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  7. It's a made up story to fit the flowers looks. I had fun with it.

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  8. I must have half asleep I had post in here an hours ago?
    You obviously put a lot of emotion into this post
    that I love in the way with a beautiful soft flowers.
    xoxoox
    Sis.

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  9. You were very cleverly doing those writting Sis:-)
    I'm glad you are my sister NOT my boyfriends...
    otherwise I would fallen love easily with your magic words.LOL!
    Have a good night with Miss Cats.
    xoxoxo
    Sis

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  10. I absolutely love that photo. Such pretty ladies, and very sweet indeed. Love your perspective, and you have a way with words. Loved the story, Carole.
    Have a great rest of the week.
    Hugs, Dianne :)

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  11. Very nice Carole! I truly enjoyed this today! The photo was the icing on the cake!

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  12. (Mary here) Your photos are gorgeous, and your words lovely. I sure am happy I follow your blog. Looking forward to many more posts as I love your writing style.

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  13. The photo is wonderful and the story brought the vision right into my view. I can just see those ladies and the kids walking by. Loved it.

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  14. @ Sis,
    I can received your Email but I can't send to you? After you have new computer it shouldn't happen that? last night I asked my older son to have look at my inbox (Mail Delivery System from comcast.net)I sent you email and after three days later I received this.
    Enjoy your day,
    xoxox
    Sis

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  15. Oh, I love that 'magical fairy dust that resides in round boxes complete with fluffy puff'!
    What is the flower? I know I should know, but don't.

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  16. Now this made for some lovely reading and quite honestly, I do actually have some fond memories of dances held at our community hall... long long ago. Thanks for the walk down memory lane.

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