"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
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Day One Hundred Four
Lovey Dovey
It's mating season--the birds and the bees and such. These two Doves might be mates. Or just hanging out together on the deck rail. Their call always sounds mournful to me. Makes me think of that Prince song 'When Doves Cry'.
It's so hard to get pictures of birds. You done good, sis :) Love it!
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