Originally Posted by Bassim
Thus her whole life passed in front of me in fast motion, from a black and white photograph of a smiling little girl dressed in white standing on a pier, the sun playing in her blond hair and on the waves behind her to the colour photograph of a suntanned beauty in a bathing suit on a sunny California day to the middle aged woman sitting on a bench with a dark-haired man with his right arm around her shoulder. Behind them an old olive tree stretched out its branches like a sunshade. "This was Giulio and me in Tuscany during one of our visits to his village. When he was a little boy he used to play under the same olive tree and now he was sitting under its shade with his own wife."It might be time to start putting to work what you have learned.