Hour Eighteen: The 24 Hour Photo Project

5:00AM, Saturday, June 22nd, 2013

Sunsets are beautiful, there is no doubt, but I like sunrises even better. Perhaps it is because the world so quiet at sunrise, even in the summer, the sunrise is a peaceful, still time. I have never felt so alone in my city than at sunrise, when it feels like anything more than a whisper would be heard by a million people.

I go from the bridge, to the art museum, back to the bridge to catch every delicious color.

Tomorrow: Of Bridges and Brides

Yesterday: I Watched The City Sleep

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