she blinks in time with the click of the camera , a smile rising to scarlet tinted lips as she looks upon her daughter with a curious adoration . she could put pencil to paper and vision to tongue , but she didn’t have the eye for the natural world in the way that shirley did . no , she couldn’t see the present as clearly as she could see what the future might bring . ❛ how do you decide what deserves a picture ? ❜
@oncewarm liked for a starter !












