The summer’s heat tantrums have left scars behind. The cool, wet air is too late to reverse the effects. Autumn is waiting its turn to make a full appearance, offering up previews of gentler weather and the emergence of a color palette only it can get away with. Soon the earth will be able to rest under its blanket of respite.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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