Once upon a time, I took photos of Tiffanie and Kent in a bed and breakfast in Boise. There was an accordion, lamps any grandmother (or fellow knickknack enthusiast) would love, library books, records playing warbled music through the house, and these two. From our shared love of Wes Anderson, the smell of books, and printed wallpaper, we took photos in the morning light, while the house was quiet and breakfast smells wafted up the stairwell. This is what I like to do.
