I found these marbles in a vintage store not far from our house in Dallas. A perfect afternoon light and the swirl of color from the vintage glass inspired some shots. And inspired instruction in how to play marbles… a perfect Saturday afternoon activity with Ellie after she masters playing Jacks…….
This did however get me thinking about the genesis of the saying “losing your marbles”. My discovery was my current quirky obsession The Phrase Finder – kind of the Wikipedia of Phrases. Great fun to go down the rabbit hole searching for meaning – something my friend JW would do. So – here it is for you, Wheeler, with love.