Decluttering Photos

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Boy in a Box

I have mixed feelings about photos. When I worked as a hospice nurse, I used the pictures that people displayed in their homes as conversation starters. It was a good way to learn more about the people I was caring for.

I enjoy looking at photos of my own family once in a while, but I don’t really like to see the same image, whether it be art or photo, day after day after day. It’s too static. I do like the digital photo frames that have a variety of pictures on a reoccurring loop. I may get my favorite photos on one of those someday.

Recently, my youngest son gave back to me all his childhood photos. He didn’t want to take them to college. I used the opportunity to go through them and discard poor quality pictures and duplicates. The stack of keepers was one-third the size of the stack of discards.

Photos are a kind of clutter that is hard to resist. There is a historical quality to them, and once lost, can not be replaced like a sofa or a corkscrew. That said, it was easy to discard photos that were blurry, or that recall sad or bitter memories.

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4 responses to “Decluttering Photos

  1. dear Fawn,
    It seems to me that you and the male single parent may not realize that your exchanges are going out to everyone who ever commented on your blog.

    • Lou! I am so glad to hear from you! I am aware that everything that I post is public. Dylan, may not be…but I do not think he is concerned about any publicity. You may be interested in his upcoming project https://en.gravatar.com/earthpilgrimageorg
      which seems to me to be a planetary version of Peace Pilgrim’s work. I am happy to give him publicity. Again–I am glad to hear from you, I was a little concerned something had happened to you. Fawn

  2. Hi Fawn, I’m just seeing this response of yours. Things have been hectic – partner ill and a diagnosis hard to come by. After 7 ER visits in 3 years it Turns out his vestibular system on the left is totally not functioning – no hearing, balance or sensory responses at all. Mastoiditis when he was 2, followed by surgery & a massive dose of antibiotics (post WWII nobody knew the right pediatric doses) seems to have worked slowly and insidiously & his symptoms were exacerbated whenever he got dehydrated. Vestibular rehab started a couple of weeks ago. Life is getting pleasantly boring again 😉

    I hope you are well.

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