Swiftly fly the years

by chuckofish

As some of you know, I am a big fan of Fiddler on the Roof—ever since the boy played Tevye so masterfully in the eighth grade. Oy.

fiddler

Can I help it if that old chestnut “Sunrise/Sunset” frequently comes to mind?

Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze

Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears

Well, this was the case when I came across this photo on Facebook of glamorous twenty-somethings celebrating a birthday this weekend in NYC:

Two Marys, an Allan and a Jane

Two Marys, an Allan and a Jane

Talk about blossoming into sunflowers! Here are three of them a few years earlier (the youngest was not born yet):

Two Marys and an Allan circa 1987

Two Marys and an Allan circa 1987

C’mon, a mother is allowed to get a little misty-eyed now and then.

(I have blogged about “the Marys” before here). Oy.