It is a lovely word isn't it.
Conduring up thoughts of the past.
Conduring up thoughts of the past.
Memories rekindled and friendships also.
I went with Mum to her primary school reunion.
In the halls she reminisced with an old friend.
I went with Mum to her primary school reunion.
In the halls she reminisced with an old friend.
I loved the old style coat hooks
and the light coming in
from the end of the hall.
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