When you’re finished unwrapping gifts and your siblings are still going.
Go with the flow...
It was a blur...
Which sums up so much these days.
Years ago I'd have hundreds of images to edit.
This year, only a handful.
The push and pull.
Living life vs documenting it.
No right.
No wrong.
Go with the flow.
Won't be long now...
Elf recruitment...
Stories...
Stories.
I'm falling back in love with them.
Those with and without words.
When things line up.
All there.
Ready.
Waiting.
For a receptive audience.
For a brief period of time.
I'm marinating in this frame.
Appreciating it.
Captured impermanence.
