I think this might be one of my favorite photographs. These two old souls, still everything to each other after who knows how many years. I wonder if they lived a life of adventure or of quite peace. I remember thinking at the time how lucky they were; best friends shuffling down the street in their old age, still nurturing their own precious little world between them.
Too often these days do we make the mistake of thinking love is about what the other person can give us, rather than being about what we can build together.