“If I had a flower for every time I thought of you…I could walk through my garden forever.”
— Alfred Tennyson
Not every photo can tell a complete story. That’s the poignancy of it. The eye sees a couple in love – a moment frozen forever. But life, unlike an image, moves on. Shortly after one of these pictures was taken, the young woman on the chair was tragically killed in a motorcycle accident. But – for this brief second – the togetherness and love transcends time.
— I. Faulkner