Paola, the youngest of the three Twisters, came last week to the house for a brief visit. She was hungry, so my wife hastily prepared some mashed ripe plantains and eased her hunger.
While she was being fed by my wife with a small spoon, I saw the scene in my head, and thought it would make a good picture; so I dashed to my home office and fetched my Birthday Camera.
This is what I captured for posterity. When Paola grows up, she can go back in time and see with her own eyes how she was fed one lazy Sunday morning. As Stuart Spipahigil once wrote, “Photographs are moments, pieces of time that are captured to look at again and again.” Here we go.