Looking through the card from a camera and realised this memory wasn't mine
After recognising the subject and setting, my mind ran through observations about the time of year based on the angle of light and then confirming the layers of clothing suggested it would be winter or early spring.Then I wondered why it surprised me as much as it did?
There's an intimacy in a selfie and looking in on a scene, a kind of voyeurism that I don't think about enough to feel guilty for it.
The thing I liked most, I decided after sifting through a mess of emotions, is the lighting of the eye.
Jo's irises were one of the first things I remember about her and still give me a thrill to read their grey-blue intentions.
Some days it's like looking at the sea and seeing something leap from the sparkle.