Time rushes by us. It rushes like the clouds in the sky that are swept and left drifting by the wind. As it passes we live and feel its passage. A brief reflection about time and life seen through two moments of our mother’s lives.
2022
2009
2006
2023
2020
2016
2015
1928
2018
2019
1910
1971
2011
2005
1994
2021
