Lattice 4: Stop!
Lattice 4: Stop!
There is a
place I used to pass on my way home every day in another country, another time.
For whatever reason - no place to pull over, I am not the one driving, time is
of the essence - I never stopped. This place is nothing special in the grand
design of nature and yet I found myself preparing to really look every time I approached, and did. Every time. I wish I followed an initial instinct to begin a
photographic record to capture the moods and seasons day by day ... ah, well.
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