Time is an interesting concept. There are different ways of measuring it and what it means. What I know is that each of us has an expiration date, but the ink on the label is blurred and unreadable.
The only thing for certain is we have this moment. Like trying to capture the sun behind a cloud, if one doesn’t have a camera, the moment is gone. My images try to capture one moment in time to share with you.
In autumn, the creek’s flow slows. The water becomes a reflective surface on which the overhanging golden leaves provide a brilliant contrast to the cerulean sky.
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