Picture Winter: Cracked Open
When you were a kid did you ever play the game where you held your breath when driving by a cemetery so you wouldn’t be buried there? Here it’s a family ritual. Except, except for this cemetery. It’s a short distance from the house and here my kids breathe deep because they want to be buried here (their words).
Today I felt as if I were trespassing but then thought that I would appreciate a visit in 200+ years of someone photographing a stone placed in my honor.
Today’s prompt was based on the quote, “Everything has cracks in it. It’s how the light gets in.”
– Leonard Cohen
There are so many ways I could have captured cracks (eggs, butts, sidewalks) but I took it as an opportunity to explore somewhere that I probably would never visit otherwise.