(a roll of film from the holidays)
I thought about tradition, the significance of each time-honoured practice. Why some lose their spark, or never fail to do so. How despite being hand-me-downs from generations past, welcomed year in, year out, they still preserve that certain spontaneity. I thought about this and how it all tied into my own family's traditions; the rituals and folklore we unearth every twelve months. I thought about this later, after it was all said and done. I was living it at the time. We all were.