I’ve always had a love for old things, I guess it’s the old soul in me. Some of my most prized possessions are my great grandmothers 100 yr old cast iron pans (that I use daily) or the collection of old mason jars that have been passed down from generation to generation. It’s something about the history that these items were a part of, the idea that they each tell a story. They are just special to me.
So wandering around this house I found myself completely infatuated with everything I saw.. and even though I enjoyed my weekend adventure completely.. this was the first time I felt the desire to pull out my camera and capture these lost moments.
They aren’t stunning from a photography standpoint, but I really enjoy the story they tell.. or the time that they capture... and wanted to share them.
Here are my favorite shots, of a time forgotten, I hope you enjoy!
