Digging deep

An innocent enough sounding and every-so-well-known parable "he is like a man building a house, who dug deep and laid the foundation on the rock. And when a flood arose, the stream broke against that house and could not shake it, because it had been well built." ...  but the digging deep bit - for me this is digging deep inside myself - and I am not at all sure about what I find there; what I am built on.

How much simpler things seemed when I was young.  How young would I have been in this photograph?  And yet I can distinctly remember my father telling me to pose and the pricking of the dune grass on my bare skin.  In some ways I don't feel any different, in other ways I bear the cares and trials of all those years in between.