The lazy morning light is what I like best about being out before the clock hits double digits. The low spring sun is hazy from thunderstorms the previous night, sleepily pushing its way through the grating on the patio furniture. It splatters shadows into an intricate arrangement, rearranging the lines as the day goes on.
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.
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