I live in the shadows, that place between light and dark. I can live in obscurity without being in total darkness. I can move into the light but retreat when I become too exposed. It is the place that I feel most at home. Always wishing to be in the light, but only safe in the shadows.
A wonderful experience being with my cousin, standing in the shadows of the wind turbine's arms as it swept over the crops and foxtail. The experience was heightened by the sound of the blades turning (not captured here, unfortunately)
