Daily Photo: Old kissing grounds
OK, it's not much from a photography perspective. But this is the site of our first kiss second kiss that we call our first kiss. The story is back in my memories somewhere. Short version: I slept over because it was snowing and he kissed me before I went to sleep.
Here are a few more shots of significance from Gus' parents house. They're also places that we kissed:
I can still smell the odd mix of toothpaste, Polo Sport, and old house. The few times I slept over, we'd stand at the sink, brushing our teeth, and Gus would put his arms around my waist.
Later on, there was A LOT of kissing in here...
Now I just need a shot of the gazebo.