(45) the way you bend

Christine T

It felt like an escape. Probably because, in a way, it was.

The days of being able to pop out for a quick photowalk in the middle of the workday are gone, and I'm left scrambling for my camera at close to (or after) sunset. I've learned how the sun moves through my neighborhood... where it lingers the longest, which hills obscure the light, where the last bit of sun warms one corner, and settles another into cool darkness.

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