I had a feeling this roll would be mostly images of Tyler, but I guess it’s true that you shoot what you love.
Tyler has gotten used to me stopping him in the middle of the street to take a photo.
Seen from inside Jack Brown's in downtown Roanoke (not Tyler).
The first time I took Tyler to Jack Brown's in Harrisonburg, he fell in love (with the Greg Brady, not me). It's great to relive those days at the Roanoke location.
By Tyler. Easter weekend.
Hands, of course. If it weren't for this picture, I would've forgotten about the picnic we had in the back of Tyler's truck.
There's nothing that can't be solved (or at least forgotten) with a quilt, love, food and sunshine.
By Tyler. I was learning to free-lens.
Our date to Flying Mouse Brewery in Troutville.
By Tyler. At Flying Mouse.
I'd also forgotten that we took a trip to Charlottesville in March.
Some old-fashioned lights outside the The Flat Creperie in Charlottesville (still have yet to actually eat there).
Another instance of stopping Tyler in the middle of the street for a photo.
And a third. He's a good sport.
A birthday present for Jasim, one of my Project Hands interviewees at the Roanoke Rescue Mission.
And more hands. His are my favorite, though.
Making us breakfast at his apartment in Radford. Lots of good memories here, but we're ready to have our own together.
Portraits are better in film.
Amelia's big pink bow. June.