Flowers smear the landscape with color, their intensity requiring attention. As people walk by, small smiles dance on their faces as memories of how flowers marked major occasions in their lives sneak back into their minds. Their petals, stems, endless variety of shape and colors help celebrate milestones, bring comfort and remind us of the little miracles.
Where I Stand Sunday is an ongoing photo essay examining the different places I spend my life standing. Too often we take for granted the everyday places we spend our lives walking on. The ground we tread on has its own stories to tell.
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