My friend Jenny had a bedroom on the hillside that overlooked the desert valley below, filled with duplexes, four-way stops and a strip-mall where our mothers grocery shopped and we took ballet class. When her dad bought the land her house sits on, he snapped a photo of his then-new view. As young teenagers, we liked to sit on her bed, press the old photo against the window, and observe how things had changed in the 20-or-so years since he purchased the property. Of course, it was nearly duplex- and strip mall-free.
I've always been mildly obsessed with old stuff, and how things change, or more specifically, how we change them. Thusly, the Looking into the Past pool on Flickr makes my heart go pitter-pat. I've got to start contributing.
I especially like it when the antique photo is held by an aging hand.
Images: Top to bottom by jasonepowell, ABC Open Riverland, ABC Open Riverland and ohdarling.
Via Tiffany's shared Reader items via Modern Kiddo.