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bloom where you’re planted
I did up to nearly a minute of research on the phrase “bloom where you are planted” and I can tell you, with much confidence, that it either is or isn’t in the Bible.
And anyway, this is a weed so it technically wasn’t even planted in the first place.
New Home, Texas
photographed 10.3.2021
Passenger
Did you notice? This is the third time in six days that I’ve had a person in my image.
Love Field
Dallas, Texas
photographed 9.26.2021
Traffic Patterns
This? Oh just killing time at Gate 7 while I waited to board the flight home. (I almost never get bored at airports.)
Gate 7, Love Field
Dallas, Texas
photographed 9.24.2021
The Neighbors, Sunday morning
It was early in the morning and the lights were on over at the neighbors’ place.
Dallas, Texas
photographed 9.26.2021
Calligrapher’s Hands
I used to be a calligrapher, ages and ages ago. At the time, I worked as an architectural draftsperson so I already knew (and was good at) tiny, concise, and neat lettering. It was an easy jump from there to calligraphy. Eventually that thing we used to call “desktop publishing” came around and most people lost interest in have hand-done calligraphy.
But just as fountain pens seem to have having a moment, calligraphy is once again popular. At the calligraphers’ guild table, you could get your name lettered on a bookmark by an obliging gentleman. So I did.
Dallas Pen Show
Dallas, Texas
photographed 9.25.2021
One Day | One Image 