Sometimes it's not the most obviously photogenic parts of our day that tell the deepest stories. It could be that the particular way the light lands on your sofa at a particular time of day transports you back to a particular memory that's still rich in your mind. Those are the type of moments I think great photographs, the keepsake photographs, should take us back to when we dig them out of a box years and years after the day we snapped them.
When we find a photograph that's personal and special to us we shouldn't be marvelling at the composition or lighting but rolling in it like a smell we've not experienced since that time we can't quite put our finger on. I think there's a different between a picture that was poured over and planned and one that was stolen in the moment without much thought about its future.
These are moments from my October and November 2016 that I think I'll one day rediscover and be reminded of the smell of Pumpkin seeds baking, the ice-cold air turning my face red and the special way the light built up in the room like layers of clothing readying you for the day.