Seventh Summer
On the seventh day, creation reached its quiet end—and there was rest. The peace after, 
spent contemplating the divine work: the stillness that follows what was built with care,
the pause that honors what was shared, and the ache that arrives with letting go.

These photographs are not about a place or a narrative, but rather an atmosphere.
A testimony to all the emotions that filled the spaces between two lovers,
and the solitude that lingered, even in companionship.