Sometimes I find myself inside a pocket of time that is ripe with possibility. Inside this precious, hidden place, the world appears heartbreakingly bright. It is dancing with color and life and everywhere I look is uncannily, uncomfortably beautiful.
During such a moment - which in this case lasted five minutes - I took these five photographs on my mother’s porch.

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