I'm confident we need national therapy. The history we are making is offensive, brutal and in our faces, loud and ugly.
I went looking for a few moments of distraction. Trying to capture those few precious seconds when fractions of a subject are bathed in sunlight to the point of illumination.
I wish you could have been here to see it for real, glistening, shimmering, dancing in the light. Anyway, here's a few kisses from the sun.
Resist.
See you down the trail.
Thanks, Tom.
ReplyDeleteGreat photos, Tom. And a welcome respite.
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