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.
High noon and the nail holes in the cedar planks draw my eye. The honey hue of the wood, the sage green of the bales provides not only a cozy scene but a welcome relief from the 90-degree heat outdoors
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