Time Passages...

I've lived in my current home for nearly 20 years and in that time have seen plenty people--owners and renters--come and go. When I first moved here there was an elderly gentleman who was always working on his house and garden out front. I only had a couple conversations with him. Then a few years ago I had heard he made his transition. His wife, I believe, still lives there. I see people stop by, maybe children. The house is always still well kept, much more than mine. Tonight while walking home I glanced up and saw this and it inspired me to take a photo. It reminded me of him. In the past 10 years the street and neighborhood have changed so much, for both the better and the worse. Time moves so incredibly fast. I'm glad I spoke to him when I did.