spunk

Last summer my mom came home from a garage sale with a huge box full of old photographs. And of course I permanently borrowed some.

When I look at these,
I wonder who they were.
What was their story?

I suppose I'll never know their reality. But it's fun dreaming them up.

Like this girl?
In my imagination, she's full of spunk. The slightly quirky girl that everyone adores and wishes they could be.


And these girls?
Fifty years later they still get together every Wednesday to gossip.


This woman has traveled the world. But nothing makes her feel quite as good as coming home to her cactus garden.