First book:
or something very like it. I remember it was about a train and everything it transported. |
First author:
awesome if you recognize this lovely lady |
First ice cream:
image by Stu Spivak (Wikimedia Commons) Rocky road...hmm... Does that say anything about the life I crafted? |
First guy:
My big brother was about ten when I realized I adored him :) |
First man:
?
sorry, not going there
he was married (gasp!)
First dog:
First home:
First TV show:
photo by NBC studios |
First movie:
trailer screenshot via Wikimedia Commons |
First me:
A recent shot. I was stunted that way. |
I love this post! This is almost photographic flash fiction. In the entire sky of your life, you've given us a bunch of bright stars, and it inspires me, at least, to paint meandering lines between all those points. Plus you have a wonderful cheeky smile and impish eyes.
ReplyDeleteYou're very sweet. Thank you.
DeleteGreat idea, Suz- You sure are image-oriented. And who is that pretty author lady?
ReplyDeleteUmm-- The first one.
DeleteYes, who is she? I'm consumed by curiosity. If I'd been doing a whole post on books I loved (which I might have done had not Lisabet beat me to it) I might have posted a photo of Louisa May Alcott.
DeleteThat was the author of the Mary Poppins books, P.L. Travers.
ReplyDeleteHi, Suz,
ReplyDeleteI second (or third) the comments above -- this is a great take on the topic.
If I were citing my first movie, it would be "Flower Drum Song". I remember it vividly.
And Star Trek, yeah. But not my first TV show by a long shot. Then again I've got at least ten years on you.