 | | 16/01/2012 05:34
Sur le blog from the woods.
hangin' in between
We're at a weird and wild point in time here on Mother Earth. Floating around between seasons, we're hardly sure which way is up. 50 degree days. 10 degree nights. January. But some places remain relatively unchanged. The concrete gives way to more cracks and crevices. Paint fades and gets replaced. Buildings decay. Less buses pass. But the cycle will continue. Any divergence is up to us. We're in charge of repainting, filling in the cracks--making new ones if we're lucky. But for a moment, time stops. The sun shines, the temperature hangs in limbo; irrelevant. Paint neither drips nor fades. Everything is still.I kept this^ picture in the line-up because,...
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