#321 – Fallen Leaves
Rustling underfoot.
#321: Off season
‘Everything being a constant carnival, there is no carnival left.’ – Victor Hugo
Morning Commute
After This…
#320 – Night Bloom
Flowers by streetlight.
#320: From the air
‘Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.’ – Leonardo da Vinci
Cotton
#319 – Bottles
#319: St Pancras International
‘I like trains. I like their rhythm, and I like the freedom of being suspended between two places, all anxieties of purpose taken care of: for this moment I know where I am going.’ – Anna Funder, Stasiland: Stories from Behind the Berlin Wall
