#21 summer solstice 2015 (the end)

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It is the little events, the ordinary things in the garden, the pots on the table, the length of the light of the day. They are contrasted and photographed and marked down on the page. Once combined there are new meanings. Another year of summer light and long days is marked. Suddenly the bleached expanse of days has reached its turning point.

21-white-garlic-2015.jpg"Little events, ordinary things, smashed and reconstituted. Imbued with new meaning. Suddenly they become the bleached bones of a story."
--Arundhati Roy, from The God of Small Things (HarperCollins, 1997)

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