skipping into sunshine
where my head disappears
immersed in streets with the spring springing
still low sunshine smiles
and it is
what a grin!
get giddy go!
camera relic in hand
even speedy shoes can’t go so fast nor penetrate so deeply
as the sunshine
bringing us all out
low hanging into low-lying eddies and cracks
shadows show it
the smell of whitchazel proves it
my head disappears and i see an early bee!
stay tuned for more from this series of sunshine photos…
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