This building was a vintage Masonic Lodge, it was also used as a meeting place for various groups in our community. Someone in their deviousness, arsonists, burned it down. The citizenry of the area came together and rebuilt it, though I have no photos of the new construction.
Often, our memories lay dormant, unconsidered, but they are gifts that may fire our imaginations with inspiration. Creativity hides behind the veil where the present meets past. We can explore memory for treasure to use in the present.
A photo from childhood may contain the germ of a story, relevant today. A song may remind us of a time we had let slip away but can be used as the setting for a drawing or a novel.
We are time machines, and our minds contain worlds. Creation is our default parameter, it makes our lives impact others in ways we may be unaware.
As a prompt: Find a photo and let it loose your creative imagination.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan