This isn’t right.
This shouldn’t be here.
It’s January in Michigan. The ground should be smothered in snow. Sleeping.
Instead new life is emerging and I want to tell it to wait, to go back. It isn’t time.
At the same time I see the struggle to thrive and my own instincts reach out to wrap around it in understanding. We all take the chances we are given, we all move forward even if the time isn’t right. We cannot wait for the perfect moment to continue living.
Where I Stand is an ongoing photo essay examining the different places I spend my life standing. Too often we take for granted the everyday places we spend our lives walking on. The ground we tread on has its own stories to tell.
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