Going through my harddrive and found hundreds of photographs I had not previously thought worthy of keeping.
Taking thousands of photographs a year means that I get a free ride down skewed memory lane, and yesterday morning I got one- the sunshine, smells, and crowded streets of Amsterdam. Emily’s face when I insisted on photographing her again and again. The bright coats and hairstyles, sturdy boots and terrifyingly fast bicyclists.
I would write more but I’ve got so much work on my plate it seems foolish to continue reminiscing- for now.