Wednesday, January 25

The Front Porch

She wondered who the architect was who had first understood that basic human need to have a place, a moment, to pause before entering, to shift from the person you were outside to the one you would become when you walked through the door.

That's my daughter, Marjorie in the above picture taken while we were out west in the abandoned town of Bodie.  I've always loved that paragraph from Bauermeister's book and thought it went well with this photo of Marj.  I've had so many of those moments on my own front porch. Can you relate?

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