
Not a cloud in my sky this afternoon as I waited for Shelby after school. The trees in Capshaw woods are so pretty right now. A lot of them are already bare.
"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