When I finally returned to photograph the tail waters below the dam, I arrived before sunrise. I looked to the east and realized that the sun was going to come up directly behind me and the dam was going to cast a shadow over the landscape. At first, having most of composition in shadow was […]
Continue readingSpring Wish As from the Earth the light Balloon Asks nothing but release— Emily Dickinson Some mornings there was bread on the air and transoms opened to let the oaks wake you, light chains of pollen caught on the dog’s sleeping face. And afternoons of parades, people dressed like ghosts and cyclones, like government officials […]
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