March 3 2008 #3I was trying to explain to my mom how moss grows on everything out here. Here's typical moss on the sidewalk.
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While there is perhaps a province in which the photograph can tell us nothing more than what we see with our own eyes, there is another in which it proves to us how little our eyes permit us to see. ~Dorothea Lange
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- Month #1 completed
- 31/365 Self Portrait...
- 30/365 Urban Beauty
- 29/365 Flowers in the Rain
- 28/365 What is this white stuff?
- 27/365 A walk through the alley..
- 26/365 Think Spring
- 25/365 Colorful Cups
- 24/365 Josh @ Esparza's
- 23/365 Playing with light
- 22/365 Brunch
- 21/365 Vine
- 20/365 A Little Snack
- 19/365 A Break In the Clouds
- 18/365 bumble bee
- 17/365 Happy St. Patrick's Day
- 16/365 Someone Left Their Snack on the Vista Bridge
- 15/365 Giant Crab
- 14/365 Work
- 13/365 Out My Window
- 12/365 Light
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- 10/365 Rainy Day/Black and White
- 9/365 Purple Trees
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- 7/365 Closest thing I have to a garden
- 6/365 23rd ave
- 5/365 Night Stand
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- 3/365 Portland Moss
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