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"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

Showing posts with label Day Seventy Four 365 buttercups. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Day Seventy Four 365 buttercups. Show all posts
Sunday, March 15, 2009

Day Seventy Four

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Shelby and Elijah picked a bouquet of buttercups in my backyard last week to give to their mom. But they ended up leaving it here. It was a...
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