On a typical weekday afternoon, a line of cars stretches down to the stoplight at the bottom, often twenty or so of them stopped on their trip home. On the other side, cars that have recently come through the intersection careen home. Crossing, even in the marked crosswalk, is a risk.
This afternoon, I enjoyed walking down the center of the street without a car in sight. It was a moment. My camera allows me to collect life’s moments, the quiet ones, the daily ones, that tend to escape notice. Life’s moments, whether mundane or profound, are worth collecting.