365 Days of Photography with Day Number 170 through 171…
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Day 170… 
There’s also this. Playing it cool while Sunday blooms. Voices carry through the sweeping of flag. It’s simple, and it’s real. Those are either coffee mugs or cigarette tins, but either guess could be wrong. The bearded fella has extended his smoke mid grin. I’m the least of their concerns. Visibly, it’s magical in its entirety, with no interruptions breaking the context. Day 171… 
Inclined towards spring. Branding those skies with a relatively late rainbow, not quite divine or entirely important. It’s the idea of spring, entirely available. It’s capturing the items within the scene while they’re still alive.
