I have a . . . lot of miscellaneous food photos that I’ve pretty much never looked at again after taking them. Here is one of them.
Sometimes I get pulled into this overwhelmingly sober headspace where I’m like, “time is a construct, what is even reallllll.” Seriously — sober. Then nature pulls something simple yet awe-inspiring— like pushing along those yearly blooms on my weeping cherry tree, and those thoughts are replaced with something more like, “nature is beautiful, and the perceptionContinue reading “Photo Challenge – Week 3: Weeping Cherry Blossoms”
I have this tendency to hoard photos. This unremarkable habit is ironic considering that my love for photography is rooted in its shareability.