martha

i look at a picture like this, and i can't help but wonder what the date was. did martha have undone homework hanging over her head? was she looking forward to some cold dessert she'd sneaked a peek at in abby's icebox? what sort of covers had she woken up underneath that day? at the time this picture was taken, did she have access to a radio...? and if so, what was her favorite song? she must have had supper later on, i wonder what it was. was there something yucky she sheepishly pushed to the side of her plate? did she have an honest, good, hard laugh that day...? and if so, who made her laugh? were her clothes comfortable? what can she tell me about her jeans and shirt and belt? and who helped her with her hair? my mother, ladies and gentlemen. when i look at this shot, i am proud of her. she must've been a brave little girl.