There is a lane on my way from my home to the nearest train station. It may be a private road and is flanked by the low-rise buildings. It was non-descriptive and I usually pass through the lane at a brisk pace. Yet I stopped in the middle of it on that day.
I found some dandelion clocks by the wayside. One of them was already blown. Yet others have still been bushy. They could be still waiting for the perfect wind blowing or a playful kid finding them to blow.
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September 20, 2017
SONY ALPHA 7R II
SONNAR T* FE 55MM F1.8 ZA