From a small public garden in British Columbia.
The Garden.
In the garden, at the end of the growing season.
After crossing the bridge.
I often find it strange how how people can engage in an activity at the same time, yet be so separated. These three individuals just walked across the Faser River, on a walkway that hangs under the bridge. The walkway was a second thought it seems. Walking below the bridge they have been so isolated with only one way to go, one path to take, yet when they finish they quickly separate and go their own way, nearly oblivious one another.
Richmond, BC, Canada.
Fraternal twins.
Double Halo Jesus
Watched over at night.
Squamish, BC.
Near the Chief, British Columbia.
Washington State mountain farmland.
Washington State mountain farmland.
The perfect circle.
Roundabout.
Near PS1, Queens.
L Train in the evening.
Some trees dance, some watch.