08 June 2014

365 days ago

one year ago, we stood in the jardin du luxembourg, at the edge of the pool where all the wooden toy boats with the bright-colored cotton sails float back and forth, back and forth. on our last day in paris, we stood in that afternoon sun and she pointed the SX-70 at me and I pointed the holga at her and there we were. paris. still, we ask each other if it was real, if it really happened. and then we take out the photographs and we look and we remember.


  1. It feels like a dream - how has it been a year already!?? xxx

  2. What a wonderful, wonderful adventure. Look at all the doors blogging (not to mention talent) have opened.

  3. I love this. I freaking love this!