It was unexpected, that little smudge of color trapped against the grey concrete monster of the parking lot. It floated lazily beneath the blazing heat in a brief glance of a puddle left over from the afternoon rain. I'm eager for the height of summer to be gone, for autumn to move around me in bright stutters of color.
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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