The calling. The journey. The adventure. The life. But all through my eyes...or my camera lens.
My Rain in Spain
WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY? Sincerely, tumblrbot
I remember swinging on my Nanny’s porch when I couldn’t have been more than two…but most of my memories of being that young occur as flashbacks…and sometimes I honestly wonder do I really remember that or do I remember a video or a picture I’ve seen of the event instead. But I think I genuinely remember that!
