i swear there’s something magic about photos on the staten island ferry. perhaps it’s the orange cast from the ship itself, crazy breezes, or reflections from the water, but it’s hard to take a bad shot.
leaping shadow …
walked the glow of each other’s majestic presence …
band of brothers …
D hid, and this was the best I could get …
these two yahoos were along, making it a rare day …
and i leave you with this …
