With the early appearance of snow in Chicago, I found myself longing for Spring / Summer. I combed through my photos and found a few not yet posted flowers to remind me of cozier times and the illusion of warmth on my cold flesh.
Another blind upshot. This one stylized, obscured like so many of my memories. Memories so shrouded by time, I’m no longer sure they reflect actual reality or reality I wish to be true.
