At every turn in the house there are soft sweeping flowers, curving in a sweet arc like her smile. She has blanketed each room in a layer of calmness and delicate trimmings. It is a direct reflection of her personality, engrained across every surface. My mind will always pull toward her, my mother, when my eye finds these delicate soothing designs.
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.)
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happy mother's day barbara!
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