changing like autumn.

fall came quickly this year. in a split second I was surrounded by earth tones and crisp mornings. frosted breath hinted of the bitter cold that was to come. I changed with the same rapidity of the leaves. and sometimes I felt as if I too had fallen from the highest branch.

the end of summer.

this was the test roll for a camera I found on free day. I couldn't afford to develop this film until now, after the snow has come and winter has gripped us once more. these are the from the end of summer, before the move. even in the short time since these were taken I have changed. 

'sometimes the changes we experience are less tangible and therefore feel less real.'