I came home from work this evening to find a handmade card from my best friend (Who else would carefully collage leaves and a yarn message?) and a stack of prints waiting for me. After falling in love with our first batch of 620 film, Tyler and I order two more rolls. While there's always some risk involved in using old film, we take our chances — because finally having them developed always take us back to little, otherwise forgotten moments.
These photos represent every Saturday spent together since the end of July. Carvins Cove, afternoons in Radford and Christiansburg, a Salem Red Sox game, a morning at the Roanoke farmers market and a day in Harrisonburg. Recognize the bridge?