This shot is somewhat of a departure for me. Not in the sense of what I shoot but in what I post. Yet now I feel compelled to share it. The why is fleeting yet not so much as it may first seem. The reason(s) are personal but not unique to me nor are they unexpected. As I looked at this picture tonight I saw it in a different light, though not more seriously, than the day I took it. My Mom is fighting the final outcome and in this reality I look for hope. Not hope for a selfish yet human desire for her to be healed, cured or pardoned but for a better tomorrow for her. My hope is she and all cross the bridge to a better place.
Daffodil Hill Photography 