I have strong and complicated feelings when I look at about this pic I recently found the negative and printed it up.
The cradle was hand-me down thing - a very small hand-me-down thing.
It came into my life when my son, Matty, was born. An elderly friend of Ello's had it and passed it on In the late70's. Matt spent much of his very early babyness in it. .but he soon out-grew it. and Ello passed it on to to my niece, who now has growing children of her own..
Thirty years on Matt shot himself. and now I always note how empty it looks.
I have no idea what happened to the cradle . I like to think that some where there is a new baby in it