Its that odd kind of perforated contrast between the cold temperatures and sunlight. The light comes in at a heavier angle, casting dusk shadows even in the first half of the day. Its the weight of the year closing down, a drowsiness marked by brilliant color and restless breezes.
Where I Stand 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. (The project is now in Year Three. Year One and Year Two can be found here.)
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