Everything that has ceased to be the present automatically becomes the past, belonging to photo albums and black and white amateur films. And we rush forward, leaving behind precious memories. Only on rare halts do we take them out of the box, examine them, lovingly sort them and put them back in their place - until new times, until great-grandchildren, until the future. Everyone has their own treasures - and in this black and white film of the past, bright moments are hidden, people’s voices are hidden, faces flash, events are glimpsed...