Saucepans and lilacs
Jan. 22nd, 2007 02:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
todayiamadaisyI once read an article by a woman whose earliest memory was of a butterfly she saw at a wedding. The bride at this wedding later died while still quite young, and the writer was proposing that her juvenile mind had linked the fate of the bride to the vision of the butterfly so her earliest memory is actually a profound truth about the fleeting nature of beauty and mortality. Right-o. Quite a long bow she's drawing there, I feel.
Personally, I can't identify my earliest memory. There are two candidates; I'm not sure which came first. One memory is of standing on our garden path and looking at the lilac bush, and the other of opening the saucepan cupboard and putting all the saucepans upside-down on the floor. I can't imagine what profound and universal truth my subconscious is trying to tell me in either one of those.
What's your earliest memory?
Personally, I can't identify my earliest memory. There are two candidates; I'm not sure which came first. One memory is of standing on our garden path and looking at the lilac bush, and the other of opening the saucepan cupboard and putting all the saucepans upside-down on the floor. I can't imagine what profound and universal truth my subconscious is trying to tell me in either one of those.
What's your earliest memory?