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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 bench. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bench. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Day Two Hundred Eighty Eight 2013

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Me and my scarecrow. He’s happy to be out of the attic. Autumn on my front porch
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Friday, November 30, 2012

Day Three Hundred Thirty Five 2012

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Goodbye, November, it was nice knowin’ ya. happy T.G.I.F., y’all!
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Friday, September 28, 2012

Day Two Hundred Seventy Two 2012

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This was after lunch yesterday. Neil and I enjoyed a fast food meal at Dogwood Park and some sunshine time beside the fountain. The day w...
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Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Day Two Hundred Twenty Eight 2012

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Stopping by the woods on a pleasant Wednesday morning, I really wanted to sit down on this nice bench because my shin muscles were screamin...
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