I remember when “my town” meant a different town than the one where I live now… During my twenties I lived in Karlstad on the northern shore of Lake Vänern. The willow tree leaning out over the river Klarälven was my landmark for where to turn into my street from the walk along the river. The tree is no longer there, I discovered on a visit years after I’d moved away. In my memory it will always be, though!
Neither are they floating timber down the river any more.
(Didn’t I post this photo just recently?!)
Me (to the left) and a friend back in the mid 1980s, also in the neighbourhood where I lived. Not my house in the background but one very similar.
Photos taken with my old Olympus XA2…
… Oh, now I remember… I did post that middle photo just recently! For the FMTSO theme “me and my cameras”.
(In the early 2000’s, I had a half-random choice of about 250 negatives from between 1984-2000 transferred to a “memory” CD – some kind of special offer, I think. Also copied into an easy-access folder on my computer…)
So what camera am I holding then, in that photo above? Deduction: It must belong to the invisible other friend who was using mine…
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