favorite summer photographs, part three, fini. part one here, part two here and now, in retrospect, I am certain I underestimated summer twenty seventeen.
in between my inexplicable (or, in some cases, absolutely explicable) summer melancholy, there were good times. really, really good times. this is part one of a three-parter, folks. a three-part love letter in favorite photographs, dedicated to all the times this summer I managed to sidestep an electric undercurrent of anxiety and find my way through to the good times.