It's been almost half a year since we returned from our trip to
North America. Photographs snapped during that trip are still waiting
to be put inside albums (or worse, digital photographs are still
sitting on a CD instead of being made accessible by printing). Slips
of paper with notes taken during our trip - phone numbers, T-shirt
slogans, snippets of ideas - clutter much of my desk. I'm not trying
to hold on to memories of the summer, but they don't seem to want
to fade very quickly either.
I have, of course, many
more than three mementos from the summer. There's little point in
displaying all of them, considering that even three hardly hold
much interest for anyone beyond myself. These three, however, though
not necessarily representative of what I accumulated during our
trip, are representative of the wide range of reminders of
the summer left around the house and on my person.