"I often tell people that
I think most of us
don't change much
after the age of sixteen –
but looking at pictures of people
I've known my whole life
makes me think that
we don't change much
after we're three.

So there he is, water running
onto his shoes and underfoot.
This was one bit of mischief
that he and mom tolerated
in us without complaint.
How many sunny summer
days must have found us
(and them years before)
playing with those cold jets,
streams and showers?"


photo © 1996 the archive of light