Ida had lived very quietly all her 24 years. Her mother and father did not like disruption and noise. They only had Ida because she came along. They frowned highly on her crying when she was a baby and quickly let her know as she grew older that they would not tolerate any undue commotion in their lives.
So Ida’s life turned into a routine of oatmeal for breakfast, then off to her all girls school, then home in the evening to study quietly in her room. Supper was a very quiet affair as Ida’s father believed conversation and digestion were not a good mix.
As soon as Ida graduated from high school her father put her to work in his office. She spent her days sorting papers and putting them in large filing cabinets in a small room in the basement of her father’s building. It was a very quiet job.
Ida may have been quiet all day for those 24 years. But. At night as she lay in her bed waiting to drift off to sleep, Ida had dreams before her dreams.
Ida dreamed she would travel to Paris and become a Can Can dancer. Ida would dance to the loud beautiful music every night and hear the men and women laughing and applauding and cheering.
The music would be loud. The people would be loud. The color would be loud. And she, Ida would be loud.
Ida’s Dream a photo collage created in PSE7 and Photoshop CS4. The 2 vintage images are freebies from Gaby Braun.
Ever onward my dreaming friends.








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Love the background on this one, Laura! Just like your blog background...
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