June 23, 2016
When Anna comes to my place, we always come up with an excuse for taking photos.
We make a bouquet on the fly and look for a place.
On that summer day, we considered to break in the yellow dress,
Anna had bought it for good reason, and to find the most wonderful sunset place.
Sometimes we dismiss the mosquitoes, waited for the sun to show up from the clouds,
and shook off the tick from the dress (these things happen).
However, when you see photos all the efforts are forgotten and only warm memories of the shooting remain.