It wasn’t the sort of thing I normally did, but there was this wall, you see, down a long alley off Queen . . . a dull expanse of pale brick under decades of dirt, until someone had discovered—who knows when—that the brick had gone soft.And so began a long crude chronicle of young romance, white letters scratched into the grime, the successes and failures of those long gone and those still hanging onto the memory of a piece of gravel and a few minutes of carving for the ages to see, perhaps wishing now it hadn’t been so easy.
Photo © 2010 by The World Beckons. All rights reserved.
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ReplyDeleteha...yeah depending on how it turns out...that can make for a last bad memory...smiles.
ReplyDeleteYes, maybe not the best thing to make permanent - here we have aspen trees that suffer the same fate as the wall (though some of it may be blamed on the elk).
ReplyDeleteSchool desks are usually covered in the debris of teenage love and lust - but at least they can be sanded down and revarnished :-)
ReplyDeleteLove seems so permanent, so wonderful when we proclaim for all to see...and for the lucky few - it is that permanent.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
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ReplyDeletelove is forever?
ReplyDeleteROG, ABC Wednesday team
In our area there is an old wood fire tower that is no longer used. It is covered with similar carving
ReplyDeleteAn Arkies Musings
Once upon a time their love expressed. So neat.
ReplyDeleteAnn
such a creative post for J ~ great photo! ~ Enjoy, ^_^
ReplyDeleteInteresting to see the unofficial records made directly by the public in public places
ReplyDeleteVery clever use of the letter J.
ReplyDeleteGreat photo too.
Well written - it would be jolly good if love lasted forever, wouldn't it?
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Even the Roman soldiers left their traces in stone!
ReplyDeleteInteresting post!
Wil, ABCW Team.
Not good for the owner of the building but it does hold some memory!
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Catching up (again) with this week's entries.
Rose, ABC Wednesday Team