As the earth stills and becomes sleepy, a surprise pushes past the wooden fence, determined to stretch into the cold air. The pale wash staining the petals mingles with the burning autumn colors, completely at ease with the stark difference. The wind pushes around me, shifting everything into a small sway. It carries with it a quiet peace, welcome and easily embraced.
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.
**To see my Where I Stand essay in its entirety, please visit my website.
**To see my Where I Stand essay in its entirety, please visit my website.
2 comments:
How fortunate you are, Lynn, to be able to live so surrounded by beauty -- your ideas, your words, your photography, and your art. Not to mention Dooley! In addition to everything else you share, I particularly enjoy this photoessay series.
Your 100 facts about yourself are not enough! give us more, you've been tagged (it's all Tracy Borders fault so in a way it comes back to you...) Total voluntary,but I want to spread the pain, I mean love. Rules on my website (sorry).
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