When Will It End?

One of these days the construction in adams morgan will end, and my home office will once again be an oasis. until that day, it’s car alarms, clanging metal, 2×4’s falling out of the fourth story window. i am likely the only person in town praying for the threatening snow tonight. because snow = no construction.
bring it on.

a roadside in japan

may 1997
the first time you “see” outside of the lines is like watching dolphins leap through water. your heart jumps. time stills. there is nothing between you and the image you are about to capture. and it is yours alone.