A woman and a boy wave back at me from 38 years ago

Margie and Jacob, waving back at me through my lens from 38 years ago. I remember how enchanted I was with the light on that overcast, sometimes rainy, November day. Enchanted too with the beautiful woman and the boy we had made together. And with that I will close out this day and go to bed alone – although I expect a cat or two to pile on before too long. 

Text written the night before, inserted here at 9:53 AM.