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Winky Lewis and Susan Conley, a photographer and a writer in Portland, tried an experiment. At the start
of every week for a year, Winky sent Susan a photograph: of their children, of the street where they live
as neighbors, and of other green places in Maine. By the end of that week Susan sent a tiny story back
that talked to the photograph. Stop Here, This Is The Place tells the story of a year in which children's
arms and legs get longer, and traces of babyhood fade—a year that feels interminable to a ten-year-old
looking forward and fleeting to that ten-year-old's mother, who can always stop here, go back and
remember. This delightfully evocative gift book is a reminder to stop and enjoy the precious
time we have with our kids while we have them. Through Susan's recollections of moments from her childhood and the ongoing lives of her children, we're reminded of our own childhoods, and of the necessity to stop and pay attention, to hold on.
of every week for a year, Winky sent Susan a photograph: of their children, of the street where they live
as neighbors, and of other green places in Maine. By the end of that week Susan sent a tiny story back
that talked to the photograph. Stop Here, This Is The Place tells the story of a year in which children's
arms and legs get longer, and traces of babyhood fade—a year that feels interminable to a ten-year-old
looking forward and fleeting to that ten-year-old's mother, who can always stop here, go back and
remember. This delightfully evocative gift book is a reminder to stop and enjoy the precious
time we have with our kids while we have them. Through Susan's recollections of moments from her childhood and the ongoing lives of her children, we're reminded of our own childhoods, and of the necessity to stop and pay attention, to hold on.
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