Through the Looking-Glass

Essence of me......(Father and Son. Selective HDR)

In my hotel room.    reflections (A)

There’s something spiral-like about time that challenges our linear concept of it. Seasons return, slightly (or not-so-slightly) altered. And with them often come staple things, people and situations – also changed somehow.

For many – despite the cliché – this time of year in particular bears the heavy connotation of beginnings and endings. And with that, some reflection and resolution.

Photos from Faborito, Delgoff [Stringfellow Hawke] and camil tulcan.