The drive to Kent for Krystle and Ryan's engagement session resembled something like time travel...in a faint but familiar dream...from a long, long time ago.  So many places, small things...sparked memories of old friends, late nights, loud laughter, hopeful conversations, new beginnings, and a lot of love.  My own story is woven so completely through those buildings, grass, sidewalks, sky and brick streets, I felt certain my old self was sitting inside a picture window, looking out onto the street to see who I've become...to see the story of me.  And if my old self was looking on, she would see the story of me is now intricately tethered to the story of everyone else.  With each image...I become part of their story and they uniquely add to mine.  For Krystle and Ryan, their story is a song...many songs, some sung and some unwritten.  For them, the lovely, light strums rise through the space between...to unite and bind them to this moment and to their future. Time is bittersweet.  We can never go back...but we all have places and songs and memories that can take us there.