It looked like rain, but it never did rain. And so with the dark grey, stormy skies above, we waded through tall green fields of clover to get there.

…it was the perfect spot for a magical picture. A cluster of old buildings, old and worn, but still beautiful because of what they have witnessed in their lives.

… in the quite on the afternoon Steve and Rachel whispered sweet nothings to each other, they held hand, they laughed..

Falling a bit more in love with each glance. Dreaming of the future…

Thanks to Scott for finding this amazing locations and letting me play with my new favorite lens!

Happy Sunday world!

xoxo

Husband man got me a Holga for Christmas. And even though I thought he was the best husband ever before he bought me my little yellow beauty, I must admit, I do love him a tad more now.

…a few Sundays back we decided to play with my new found friend, and so, we wandered open country roads in the middle of the afternoon, searching for something brilliant to waste our film on. The sun was golden, the air was crisp, and although they may not be the most original photographs ever, {and most of them didn’t come out} we had fun together. And that was the point of it all anyhow..

….

I love. Holga.

I love my husband.

and I rather like my house.

life.is.beautiful.