the summer before change

These photos were taken by my friend Molly, I think three summers ago. We were in Maine for a week, and the beach was my favourite part. I love the sound of ocean waves, and vast stretches of sand.. Let the sea set you free. I only hope the two of us can go back one day, or anywhere really. 

treasured travels

The other day my boyfriend came over with something he thought I would love, and did I ever. A while ago on a rainy day, he came by some trash piled up at the end of somebody's driveway, and found boxes and boxes of these film slides. Thankfully he rescued the ones he could; boxes marked with titles like 'Russia Trip 1972'. Coincidentally, he found a working projector at Value Village for fifteen bucks!

So, here we were at my house with my mom's white bed sheet duct taped to the basement wall, flipping  through slides of a stranger's travels from decades ago. And I can't quite explain why, but I was fascinated. This was an exciting time in someone's life, and it's like we're seeing what they saw forty years ago! Sharing the experience with them, I guess, in a way..

And I wish I could give credit to whoever this person was, because they could really take a photo. I know I'm used to seeing hundreds of badly angled/positioned/etc travel photos, and sometimes I'm guilty of the same thing if I'm just snapping away. But this person knew how to capture a moment, and make them look just as great as they are special.

So, obviously I had to have my own camera out as we viewed the photographs; I took pictures of my favourites so I could share them with the rest of the world. Just think about the fact that these are real people going about their lives, photographed by real people going about their adventures. If that doesn't fascinate you, I can't understand you.

sweet breeze

I went with my boyfriend and his family to Prince Edward Island this weekend, and although our stay was short, I love every moment of being away. There's something adventurous about sleeping in an unfamiliar bed, and waking up to an unfamiliar view outside your window. An unfamiliar scent on the breeze. And there was a breeze. It was windy and rainy all weekend. Which isn't so bad; we still spent most of our time outside. I sat on the front steps once everyday to write in my journal and smell the wild roses that grew on either side of the stairs. It's a sweet smell.

Anyway, these are fragments of my weekend. I should have taken more photos than I did, but as I said.. it was windy and rainy; the worst kind of 'take your camera out for a walk' kind of weather.

Republica Dominicana

It's been about a month since I was lying on the hot beach of Dominican Republic, soaking in the greatest sense of carefree-ness. It took me a little while to get unpacked, as it always does, and therefore I didn't upload my vacation photos to my computer until a few nights ago.

So voila, here they are. There aren't many of them, because I took four disposable cameras along with me and used those most of the time. I still haven't gone to get the photos developed. I know, I know.

Cuban breeze

A photo of a soft curtain taken in our hotel room in Cuba.