Life is magic. Death is magic. And looking through these photos I’d like to add that the seasons in between it all are magic, too.
Or, another way to put it, the Christmas of Kira.
After we get back from a trip, we drop all our film off as fast as we can & patiently/impatiently wait for the call that says we can pick up our scans (!!!!) Then we snuggle on the couch & pop in CD after CD & get to re-live it all over again.
I had almost finished it when I accidentally opened the back (don’t ask, I still don’t know how that happened) & ruined the entire roll. I was devastated.
We sat on the beach with a loaf of french bread guarding our fancy dinner from seagulls & waiting for the famous sunset that never really came 🙂
Most people who aren’t from Michigan don’t know about these dunes nestled on the western shore – I only knew of the secret Silver Lake sand because one summer my parents loaded up our minivan with coolers & lawn chairs & all four of us girls & made the trip north from Ohio. We stayed in a little motel run by the sweetest old couple, traversed the huge, hot dunes by day and swam in the motel’s pool drinking little styrofoam cups of hot chocolate from the lobby by night.
Most of these photos were taken on my 24th birthday. It was such a sentimental one – we were almost packed to get on a plane and move back to the mainland. We completely forgot we’d taken them until a few months after we’d settled into Michigan, so opening these files from the lab was a sweet surprise.
Every time I see these I’m reminded that people make a place. Of course we miss the ocean & fresh fruit & tropicaly-ness (just go with it) of Hawaii but more than anything, we miss our friends.
This broken film camera we thrifted for 15 bucks right before we got married is my best way of really seeing our life. Unexpected & spontaneous blessings, day after day. And I’m excited to share some of that here each month.
