Against the Clock

As we are racing back to the place we were the day before,  I am thinking about the photographs needed to fill out my memories of the day.  Quietly you make your way to a bench to breathe and listen, and I go about the joy of crafting those photographs I missed.  First to the tree and the rocks and then to this corner where the sun on its rapid ascent still casts this pretty shadow.  Soon,  the window shade and the sun will combine their work and rob us of this beauty, and as my shutter closes, I realize I am already a moment late.  

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