People move so fast, and care so little, I just wonder if they ever get where they so desperately wanted to be.
Everything has its ghosts.
It seems that the only thing that can be counted upon in life are park benches. They'll always hold you up when you need to sit and listen to the people scamper around.
This is Lonnie, and I am fairly certain he didn't know when I took this. Only my second portrait.
Thank you, you know who you are. We talked about long shutter shots, and it inspired me. I've been wanting to get back into photography for months. Thank you.
Downtown Bangor buying antique postcards to send to friends.
My friends cat, Modigliani, but we just call him Moglie
I'm in between travels right now, Mexico is about 80 days out, and I'll be in Canada soon enough. Stay tuned!
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