What a strange vintage we are. Constantly needing to photograph each thing, each moment. What other species demands to self archive everything? The same information, experiences, places visually captured over and over again. What do we expect to learn from it; from taking a picture of it all? No Coining - All Rights Reserved

Feb 23, 2016

Indian Cave State Park

Like all good places, it had not revealed itself right away. The entrance was narrower than I'd imagined. 

Inside, the air grew colder and dryer. Soon the lightly packed dirt under my hands was frozen, with small shards of ice rising from it. Inches above my head two bats clung to the roof of the cave hibernating, while beyond a few crickets and swarms of small flies broke the stillness of the cave.
  
Shubert, Nebraska 

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