NOUGHTS AND CROSSES

NOUGHTS AND CROSSES

Kew 

Mar 2006

Some moments will never happen again. To you, or anyone else. I know that this won't. Over breakfast my wife Christina said: Oh look, and pointed out the window.  I sprinted to catch these contrails. 

The contrails (or their pattern anyway) may contrive to exist again. The tree was cut down the next year.

So this moment, like our lives, will pass forever, captured only in this image.

That, I suppose, is a form of immortality.