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predicted by the forecast for a full week prior: one good eighty degree day. We ditched our final paper writing and climbed behind the row of houses on Elm Street, down to the Mill River. A swimming hole complete with twenty yards of sandy "beach" and a solid rope swing. I consider this the official moment I became a local.

(photos) on film with Leica CL | Mill River in Northampton, MA
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6 comments:

  1. Loving the photos! Great atmosphere! :)

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    1. thank you Charlotte! and you know, the actual atmosphere was even better.

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    1. this coming from you, Mrs "I work on a farm, please excuse the Kombucha bottle in my passenger seat" :)

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  3. The tones are so great! :) Looks like a lovely afternoon.

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  4. Great shots! I love little moments like this - life kinda feels on hold and you discover a new spot to just get away

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