From new moon to new moon I take a daily walk. Something finds me along the way. I photograph it; it comes home with me. This is an exploration of daily practice, of ritual, of context, and of the act of noticing, paying attention. Join me.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Day Twenty-Four
Quarter Moon. Found this plastic spoon stuck into the moss between the stones of a rock wall. Nearby was an ice cream carton full of rainwater.
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