Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Day Three Hundred Twenty Six 2012
What a beautiful November afternoon to go for a stroll! Grandson Knox thinks so, too.
"Now shall I walk
or shall I ride?
"Ride," Pleasure said:
"Walk," Joy replied.
- W.H. Davies
"All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt."— Susan Sontag