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| Lazing in the grass. |
Sometimes these events just creep up on us. A friend of mine in Nova Scotia didn't realize summer started when he absentmindedly watched an early morning sunrise last week.
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| Watching the clouds go by. |
I was fortunately aware of the days' significance, and it inspired a few quiet, classically summer photos to mark the occasion.
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| “Hippies” like me enjoy nature! |
That's
what photography does for us: it permanently captures moments forever, those times that are unique to us, never to happen again.
How do you mark the passage of time?
