Miniature meditations on the imagery I notice as my life moves me around my country and the world.
Sunday, February 7, 2016
Parc Montsouris, Paris
When I am in Europe, I like nothing more than to sit quietly in some pleasant city park, soaking in the quiet calm pools near the center of whatever bustling metropolis that I am currently visiting. I feel like a terribly irresponsible tourist, who should clearly be out experiencing more Important and Significant Cultural Things, but I cannot deny that this is who I seem to be.