the annals of time

Seamlessly, I fade into the rich nostalgic sepia tones of yesteryear. Transported to another place and time. I sort through the genealogical jewels so meticulously left behind. 

Letters, clippings, and carefully preserved photographs magically jump to life, capturing my imagination, absorbing me into their world. 

I find inspiration in their stories, familiarity in their enigmatic faces.

We are family, connected forever, through the annals of time.