WARREN CONNECTICUT – It’s very cold here: the sun pierces the rhododendron’s cold-wilted leaves, casting fragile shadows on the snow, a fleeting triumph over winter. I’ve posted this after the fact as I have caught up with the image.
Day 5570 of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
Looking back 13 years: a solitary figure strides past an ornate facade on Carnegie Hill, where the promise of “museum quality” frames contrasts with the quiet wear of urban life. Day 821 of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
