The color signals an intermediate step, a momentary pause between stop and go. The winter has finally stepped to the back of the line and the heat is waiting to throw itself into motion. The punctures of yellow are a confirmation that we have reached the line in the sand that will set off the explosion of the second half of the year.
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. (You can view Year One of the project here and the gallery for this year here.)
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. (You can view Year One of the project here and the gallery for this year here.)
1 comment:
This makes perfect sense! Love the photo too.
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