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A Month of Yellow / Analog Diary / June Playlist

The rapseed fields at the end of May, captured with my film camera. When the sun goes down the yellow starts to turn into the warmest golden shine.

Walks just with myself on ending days right next to little houses, benches and apple trees. Bike rides with you after work under a pastel rose sky, the fields almost are as tall as me, but never as tall as you. Life feels lighter on those evenings. Those evenings with you.